Jiang Muye unsealed the dossier and browsed it as quickly as possible, with a rough idea in his heart.

He took out one of the paper reports, spread it out, put it on the table, and pointed it out to Lin Zheng: "Come and see who she is?" ”

Lin Zheng leaned over, Jiang Muye pointed to a photo, he recalled that the situation at that time was that the last hostage injured her ankle, and the second master took her out......

His gaze was fixed again, and although the woman in the second master's arms shrank into a ball because of fright, her beautiful face was still very familiar.

"Ma'am?" Lin Zheng felt a little incredulous: "How can it be a wife?" I read that right! ”

"Nope." Jiang Muye finally affirmed that what An Xiaoxiao told him a few days ago was what he thought.

"No, we've seen the transcripts and videos of all the victims at the scene later, and I'm sure there is no wife, and there are no paper records!"

Lin Zheng looked puzzled: "What's the situation?" Leaking the wife? ”

Jiang Muye twisted his fingers and his eyes were far-reaching: "The problem is here, but she told me with certainty that she went to take a record, and stayed at the police station until the next morning before leaving." ”

"What's going on?"

Jiang Muye hooked his lips and sneered: "I'm afraid it's a ghost." ”

"Inner ghost!"

Lin Zheng hated it for a while, what they do is brotherhood and national interests, and their tolerance for internal ghosts is zero!

Jiang Muye's tone was cold: "Xiaoxiao told me that she saw the physical characteristics of the robber at that time, and said that he had a flower tattooed on his neck, and she repeatedly mentioned this matter to the investigators at the time. ”

"Mrs. saw Sakura's tattoo?" Lin Zheng gasped: "It seems that Sakura doesn't know about this at all, otherwise ......"

Otherwise, where would my wife have the life to live to this day!

"Xiaoxiao told me that she recorded a confession for a long time, during which she fell asleep because she was too sleepy, and woke up to find herself in the girls' dormitory of the police station."

Jiang Muye was silent for a moment, and his tone was unpredictable: "It should be that the water she drank was tampered with, just because I was afraid that our people would track down this clue, and the files and evidence behind it were also deliberately modified." ”

Jiang Muye narrowed his eyes: "Go and check, don't let go of any of the people who participated in the investigation at that time, this inner ghost must have an inevitable connection with cherry blossoms." ”

"Yes!" Lin Zheng's expression was serious: "I'll report to the headquarters immediately." ”

After Lin Zheng left the office, Jiang Muye's wheelchair slid to the window, looking at the clear sky outside the window, Jiang Muye couldn't help but think, maybe it was fate for him to know An Xiaoxiao.

I don't know each other in my memory, but I actually have some intersections.

It's amazing.

……

After dinner, An Xiaoxiao played a few piano songs and went to the sofa area to read happily, waiting for Jiang Muye to come home by the way.

Today she chose a book on special forces, and at the same time she was boiling with enthusiasm and drowsiness, and she saw a tall and vague figure in a leisurely dream.

A camouflage uniform made the man's cold aura add a bit of righteous momentum, but it was moving.

As if a god descended from heaven, he led a group of soldiers into the mall and rescued the hostages at the scene in an orderly manner......

An Xiaoxiao, who was in a daze, felt that she was being picked up by him, she looked up and tried to see his face clearly, but his face was painted with heavy camouflage, covering his original face one by one.

An Xiaoxiao only felt that the man's facial features were angular, cold and solemn, and he had a bit of the iron bones and righteousness of a soldier.

An Xiaoxiao in the dream smiled at him, and the man's deep eyes rippled with water, and then he hooked his lips and his voice became soft: "Little ......"

He actually called his name!

An Xiaoxiao was very surprised: "How do you know my name?" She asked.

"Stupid! Look at who I am! The camouflage on the face of the man in front of him gradually faded, revealing Jiang Muye's handsome and timeless face......

"Makino......" An Xiaoxiao muttered.

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao......" Jiang Muye came home and found An Xiaoxiao sleeping on the sofa again, holding a military book in his arms, with a smile on his face, and seemed to be sleeping well.

The point was that she was still muttering his name.

Jiang Muye wondered what kind of dream she had to put his name on her lips so gently.

He reached out and grabbed An Xiaoxiao's hand, held it in his palm, pinched it, and continued to shout: "Xiaoxiao, wake up!" ”

An Xiaoxiao woke up leisurely, her eyes were focused, and she smiled: "Muye, is it really you?" ”

"What?" Jiang Muye was a little inexplicable, not who else could hold her hand at this time and call her to get up.

An Xiaoxiao looked stunned and then woke up completely, she sat up straight and smiled at Jiang Muye: "Muye, what do you guess I dreamed of?" ”

"What?"

"I dreamed that the soldier who saved me five years ago was you! Hahaha...... "Ann Xiaoxiao laughed very happily: "Do you say it's funny......"

Where's the laughing?

Seeing Jiang Muye's confused face, An Xiaoxiao stopped laughing and said: "I dreamed that you were wearing camouflage clothes, tsk, don't say you're really handsome!" The crux of the matter is that you are obviously a mixed society, and I actually dreamed that you were a special soldier! Isn't it funny, you say? Haha......"

Jiang Muye looked at her speechlessly: "Who told you that I am a mixed society?" ”

"You said that." An Xiaoxiao recalled for a moment: "When we just got married, besides, if you are not in mixed society, how can you explain the scars on your body?" Could it be that you are really a special soldier? ”

Jiang Muye coughed and said solemnly: "No." ”

Of course, special forces and NSA special services groups are different......

"That's right!" An Xiaoxiao smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and her tone was very comforting: "It's okay, if you mix society, you will mix society, I don't dislike you, the prodigal son will not change his money, I understand." ”

Jiang Muye: "...... Good, good. He raised his eyebrows, looking helpless and forbearing.

An Xiaoxiao smiled again: "Don't be moved, I'm just so understanding, smart and kind!" ”

Jiang Muye was completely speechless: "...... Go to bed early, get enough sleep and brain development. ”

"Good!" An Xiaoxiao responded quickly and noticed that something was wrong: "Eh, Makino, are you hinting that I'm stupid again?" ”

Jiang Muye shook his head seriously: "No." ”

"That's good!"

An Xiao raised her chin arrogantly, and listened to Jiang Muye's deep voice with a little smile: "I'm showing you stupid!" ”

An Xiaoxiao: "...... I don't think you want to have fun anymore! ”

She pulled her hand out of Jiang Muye's hand, her face was displeased, her little face with red lips was white and transparent in the sun, and it seemed that it could be broken, which made Jiang Muye have the urge to reach out and rub it.

"Playing?"

Jiang Muye pondered these two words for a moment, and a smile appeared between his eyebrows: "Figured it out?" How do you want to play? On the couch? In bed or in the bathroom? ”

An Xiaoxiao was angry and crossed, very displeased: "Classmate Jiang Muye, I don't want to talk to you anymore!" I'll send you three words before going to bed. ”

In Jiang Muye's very surprised eyes, An Xiaoxiao said word by word: "He! Abandon! Therapy! ”

After saying that, she turned around and left, and quickly went to the room on the second floor.

Jiang Muye looked at her back and looked inexplicable, playing happily, why not give up treatment?

What does this mean?

He decided to delete all the new words on the Internet before the sun rises tomorrow morning! Delete! Leave none behind! ()

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