Flying Eagle Regiment secret base.

Inside the hospital room.

After a few days of recuperation, Duan Siping's injuries have improved a lot.

When Tang Moshen walked in, he was lying on the bed, being examined by the doctor.

Seeing Tang Moshen, Duan Siping sat up with his arms crossed and stood on the ground barefoot.

"Minister!"

Glancing at him up and down, seeing that he could already stand up steadily, Tang Moshen's heart finally landed.

Looking sideways at the doctor, he asked with concern.

"How is he doing now?"

The doctor saluted him.

"Report to the minister, Silver Eagle's body has very little rejection of the implanted bones, and now all aspects of the body function have been rapidly recovered."

Tang Moshen nodded and raised his right hand.

The doctor exited the ward playfully, and Duan Siping immediately spoke.

"Minister, you see that I am almost recovered, can you let me get out of the ...... as soon as possible?"

Before Duan Siping's word "discharge" came out, Tang Moshen had already unceremoniously interrupted him.

"Can't!"

"Minister, I'm really ......"

"It's an order!"

Four words, blocking all the words that Duan Siping had thought of in his throat.

Despite a hundred reluctances in his heart, he straightened up and respectfully answered "yes".

Tang Mo sat down on the chair and raised his chin to signal Duan Siping to move in as well.

"You didn't see the murderer?"

Duan Siping shook his head slightly, "That day, I left the team, went to a supermarket to buy some daily necessities, returned to the car and was about to drive the car, I felt something strange behind me, and when I was about to fight back, I had already received a heavy blow on the neck, and I didn't know anything about the rest of it!" ”

To be able to achieve the position of captain, Duan Siping relied not only on his brains, but also on his outstanding skills.

After all, he was also a fierce general under Tang Moshen.

was hit by the other party, but he didn't even see what the other party looked like, which was also the first time in many years that he had done so.

Knowing that Tang Moshen's identity was exposed because of him this time, Duan Siping's tone was not without worry.

"Minister, you must be more careful, this guy is only afraid that his skills are not on par with you!"

"Minister!" Falcon Wang Yue walked in from outside the ward and handed a report in his hand to Tang Moshen, "The bullet test results have come out, we have analyzed the trajectory and bullet model, and we have determined that this bullet is the bullet on the murderer's body." ”

Tang Mo glanced at the report, "Can you be sure who it is?" ”

Falcon King Yue shook his head slightly, "We have analyzed the information of all the people in the old department of the Rakshasa Regiment, and we have not found anyone who matches the current situation. ”

In the last eradication operation, there were also some fish that slipped through the net.

Judging from the information that Wang Yue and others have at the moment, there is no one who matches the murderer's situation.

"Could it be someone who is a ghost?" Duan Siping asked.

The powerful ghost is another important figure in the Rakshasa Regiment, whose status is second only to Fang Ao.

He is very ruthless, so he got the nickname "Powerful Ghost".

After Fang Ao's death, the ghost also disappeared.

Over the past year, the Flying Eagle Regiment has been looking for his clues, but there has been no much progress.

"In any case, you have to be doubly careful." Tang Moshen stood up, his dark eyes staring at the two people in front of him, "I don't want anyone to have an accident!" ”

"Yes!"

The two of them responded together.

Tang Moshen nodded, turned around and walked outside the ward.

"Minister!" Wang Yue chased after him, "Do you want to strengthen your guards?" ”

"Not necessarily!"

"But ......"

"You can't stop him, there's no need to make senseless sacrifices!"

Even Duan Siping is not the opponent of the other party, and no matter how many people are arranged by his side, it is just a matter of sending him to death.