Zhuang Xiaoyue sat next to her and listened to the stiff conversation between the two, but she didn't say a word.

The atmosphere in the living room was noticeably awkward.

"Let Mr. Zhuang have a good rest, I'll go first." Mo Huaiwen felt the unusual atmosphere, stood up and said to Mo Rufeng, seeing that Mo Rufeng didn't answer, he went up to the third floor and said "goodbye" to Feifei, who was fiddling with toys, and went downstairs and left.

After Mo Huaiwen left for a while, Zhuang Xiaoyue said to Mo Rufeng: "I'll go to the company to get something, can you go with me?" ”

Mo Rufeng nodded in agreement and called Shang Fei Fei to go downstairs. Zhuang Xiaoyue drove, and a family of three drove towards the "Junan" company.

Because it was Saturday, there were very few people in the company, so Mo Rufeng went to Zhuang Xiaoyue's office with Fei Fei. Zhuang Xiaoyue's office is very large, about sixty or seventy square meters, with filing cabinets neatly placed on one side against the wall, and elegant floor-to-ceiling curtains on the window side, through the bright glass windows, you can see the small square downstairs.

But Mo Rufeng's gaze stayed on her large desk, on which lay a pot of "smooth sailing", with wide leaves verdant and white flowers blooming. Mo Rufeng knows that "smooth sailing" is a plant that cannot lack water, especially in summer, the temperature is high, the water evaporates quickly, and if you forget to water it one day, it will be gone.

"This Xiao He is really a careful young man!" Zhuang Xiaoyue seemed to be talking to herself.

Zhuang Xiaoyue quickly found what she was looking for - a beautiful hairpin, and then the three of them went downstairs. When passing by the communication room, the security guard of the communication room hurriedly got up and greeted, "Mr. Zhuang, are you going back?" ”

Zhuang Xiaoyue agreed and walked into the communication room, "Everything has been normal these days, right?" ”

The security guard replied: "Everything is normal, Mr. Zhuang rest assured!" ”

"Now there are more petty thefts, we must prevent irrelevant people from entering and leaving, and we can't be sloppy in visitor registration." Zhuang Xiaoyue said.

Mo Rufeng looked at the big screen of the video surveillance equipment, and the people coming and going on the big screen were very clear.

"Your equipment is so advanced, can you take a look at the video footage from the previous two days?"

The security guard saw that Mo Rufeng had to come in with Zhuang Xiaoyue, and he smiled all over his face and said, "Of course you can!" Our video footage is stored for at least three months! ”

As he spoke, he opened yesterday's video material, which was the picture of going to work, people kept walking in front of the camera, and when a short and fat person passed by, Mo Rufeng recognized that he was Xiao He. In other words, on Friday morning, Xiao He was still in the company!

"Can you go back to the day before?"

"No problem."

The security guard called up Thursday's picture again, and there were people coming and going on the screen, and Xiao He appeared again. Mo Rufeng took the mouse and clicked fast forward, the screen switched to the off-duty time, and he actually saw Xiao He walking in front of the camera again, and he looked up at the camera when he passed. When he looked up, the camera snapped his round face.

That's right, that's Xiao He!

On the way home, Mo Rufeng didn't say a word.

Mo Huaiwen said that he and Xiao He were on a business trip, and he was with Xiao He from beginning to end, but the video monitoring of the "Junan" company showed that Xiao He had been there for the past few days!

Moreover, in the past few days when Mo Huaiwen was away, so many earth-shattering things have happened!

Obviously, Mo Huaiwen is lying.

Why is he lying? What is he trying to cover up?

The bullet casings after being in distress in the hunting ground during the Spring Festival, the blood words left by his father, Bai Menglou's "The training minister did a good job", and Mo Huaiwen's contradictory remarks about Xiao He came to Mo Rufeng's mind scene by scene, making him have to admit that all kinds of signs point to Mo Huaiwen!

What did he do?

What else does he want to do?

Why did he do that?

In fact, when Mo Rufeng saw the bloody "text" left by his father, he already knew what his father wanted to express. He wants to tell his son who the murderer is! And among the people my father knows, there is a word "Wen" in his name, only Mo Huaiwen!

He just didn't believe that Mo Huaiwen, who grew up with him and was like a brother, would do such a thing!

He just didn't want to believe that in this organization formed by General Xue Jinxiang, his most powerful assistant Mo Huaiwen would one day shoot at himself, shoot at his parents, and kidnap his wife!

He felt that the emaciated boy who was always behind him with his dirty, torn bag was moving away from him, farther and farther away.

Perhaps, the years will change people, the environment will change people, and even turn people into animals!

He didn't know if he was more angry or sad.

I don't know how long later, he looked up and found Zhuang Xiaoyue looking at him from the rearview mirror.

"Dad, it's home!" Non-non-non-reminder.

Only then did he realize that the car had already stopped.

"Come over for dinner in the evening." He sent a text message to Mo Huaiwen.

This time, Mo Huaiwen quickly replied: "Okay." ”

In the evening, Mo Rufeng cooked by himself and made a sumptuous dinner. He did it very carefully, and the dishes were placed on the table in the courtyard all the way, and the table was actually full, which was more sumptuous than the New Year.

When Mo Huaiwen arrived, he was obviously stunned for a moment when he saw the table full of dishes, but he was immediately relieved. After such a big twist and turn, of course, it is time to celebrate.

At dinner, everyone had their own thoughts, and they rarely spoke, and occasionally, they had to say a word or two to break the dullness.

If he was full soon, Mo Rufeng asked him to go to the third floor to play.

There were only three adults left in the courtyard.

Mo Rufeng took out a bottle of liquor, which is a fifteen-year-old "Baiyunbian" produced in Hubei.

"And on the moonlight in Dongting, the boat will buy wine and white clouds." Mo Rufeng likes these two lines of poetry, and he also likes this brand of wine.

"Doesn't that mean to try not to drink or drink less?" Mo Huaiwen said that he was referring to General Xue Jinxiang and their agreement.

Mo Rufeng didn't answer, just poured Mo Huaiwen and his own cup full.

"Twenty-year-old brothers, no matter what happens, it's always worth a drink." Mo Rufeng picked up the cup, raised it to Mo Huaiwen, and said slowly.

Mo Huaiwen was stunned, not knowing whether it was better to raise a glass or not.

"We have been playing together since we wore open crotch pants, and later went to school together, were naughty together, and learned martial arts with Lin Bo in the forest farm together, until now, we are like brothers and sisters, life and death, don't you want to have a drink for this brotherly relationship?" Mo Rufeng said, raised his head and drank it all.

Mo Huaiwen silently picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

After a cup of belly, Mo Rufeng's face immediately turned red, and he filled two more cups.

"The second cup, toast to our common military career, although I am in the Airborne Forces, you are in the Air Force, they are different units, but they are all troops of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, and the purpose is to protect the family and defend the country. We used to have the same ideal, and we fought for it, come! Cheers to the uniforms we wore together! He drank it all again.

Mo Huaiwen knew that it was useless to talk too much, so he drank it dry.

Mo Rufeng poured the two of them full again.

"The third cup, for those years before depravity after leaving the army!" Mo Rufeng said, he said the words "not yet degenerate" very seriously.

"I'm sorry!" Mo Huaiwen's head was lowered, like a child who had done something wrong, and muttered.

"The hatred of killing one's father and the hatred of taking one's wife are not shared! But you told me I'm sorry! Mo Rufeng was furious, and he raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, "From now on, you and I are friends and foes, and we will never die!" ”

A silver light crossed the table and went straight to Mo Huaiwen, it was a long knife, a freshly bladed long knife that Mo Rufeng touched out from under the table!

Mo Huaiwen jumped up, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the hilt of the knife, and held the long knife horizontally in front of him.