"Miss, master, he ......" Uncle Fang in the video is much older than the last time they met. The moment he saw the girl, he burst into tears.

"Uncle Fang? What happened to him? Seeing Uncle Fang's expression, the girl had a sense of foreboding.

"Master, I had a heart attack, and I went." When Uncle Fang said this, he was so sad that he almost lost his breath.

The girl was stunned.

Time seemed to stand still, and she tried her best to recall the few images of her uncle in her life, but most of them were childhood memories.

Under the sunset, Uncle Fang was tall and majestic, lifting the girl less than one meter tall above his head and playing the game of flying a plane. The mother's emaciated and weak figure was stretched by the setting sun, but her smile was as bright as the sunset.

Memories are frozen here.

The girl didn't want to reminisce anymore. Mother said that let her only remember the good, and she should listen to her mother.

She had never met her father, and her mother had never mentioned it. In his memory, Uncle Fang was like a father.

Even so, few people in this world know that Fang Yifei has such a niece.

She didn't know that in the motherland thousands of kilometers away, the news of the death of Fang Yifei, chairman of Fang's Group, had already topped the hot search on Weibo.

The dignitaries and nobles of Qinggang City talked about it, and the streets and alleys were full of rumors of violent deaths.

"Luo, what do you think?"

In a three-story bungalow of the Qinggang City garrison unit, the command office of the Special Operations Division is located.

The officers on the first floor are busy in an orderly manner, and it can be seen from their ranks and style of doing things that the elite gather here.

Upstairs in the chief's office, an elder with the rank of general sat majestically behind a desk, and the colonel stood on standby in a military posture opposite, his eyes as sharp as a falcon.

"Report Chief! We need to investigate before we draw conclusions! ”

The elder looked at the young man in front of him, the crisp officer's dress set off his tall and slender figure, and the belt tied around his waist perfectly showed off the proportions of his figure.

This spirit is what our army should be! If he wasn't too young, he would have to be a major general now, right? It's really a tiger father without a dog. The elder thought to himself.

"Luo, you, you won't blame us, will you?"

The elder's question was completely out of personal emotion. For him, the children of his comrades-in-arms are his children.

"Everything is subject to the organization! Regrets! ”

The colonel's face was resolute throughout, but when he heard the admiral's question just now, his eyes flickered.

"Good boy. Let's do it. ”

"Yes!"

A standard salute, the colonel turned sharply, and the steps of his long straight legs were sonorous and powerful.

As he descended the stairs, his gaze scanned the busy command office, his boots clattering on the stairs.

If it weren't for a special mission, he would have been one of the people here.

Several female officers happened to see the colonel coming down the stairs, and their eyes immediately turned tender.

"Look, look, it's Colonel Locke!" The excitement is palpable.

These female officers are in a male-dominated unit, and there is no gender distinction between the military. But the legendary Colonel Luo reminded them of the fact that she was still a daughter and had girlish feelings.

Luo Jianan, who has a net height of 1.87 meters, has knee-high boots and a straight military uniform.

The perspective of the female officers looking up further lengthens the visual proportions of his figure, and the expression of non-anger and self-authority from beginning to end and the clear and stiff facial contours like ancient Greek sculptures greatly stimulate the hearts of these girls downstairs.

You must know that these female officers who work in the command office all think very highly of themselves. They are either very capable or have prominent backgrounds. Ordinary male officers, they never look at each other.

"Brother Canaan, do you have a mission?"

A female officer was pushed out of the crowd of onlookers, and Luo Jianan had just finished descending the stairs to meet her face to face. This female officer is He Qingya, the beloved daughter of the general upstairs, and Luo Jianan's childhood sweetheart.

"Yes, Xiaoya. You're busy, I'm leaving. Luo Jianan's iceberg had a rare smile, albeit politely.

This smile is incredible, the female officers around them are like flowers moistened by the spring rain, and their hearts sprout one by one.

"The youngest colonel in the history of our army. Grandpa was the founding father of the country, and his father had great military achievements, and his whereabouts were unknown while on a mission. My brother has the rank of lieutenant general, and he participated in peacekeeping and sacrificed his life bravely......"

After Luo Jianan left, a female officer shook out his family history like a few family treasures.

"Hey, I don't know what kind of woman can be the wife of this colonel?"

The female officer who said this looked to be only in her twenties, and she looked longing.

"I think that our flowery and moon-looking Miss He has an extraordinary background, and she is a good match for Colonel Luo." Another female officer quipped.

"Don't talk nonsense." He Qingya blushed.

"Where did I talk nonsense? You can see Colonel Locke's smile at you just now. He is a person who cherishes laughter like gold, when has he ever smiled at others? ”

Everyone agreed, and He Qingya looked shy.

"Now it's a colonel, and then it's a colonel, a major general, a lieutenant general, and a general, and the future is limitless!"

Someone else added fuel to the vinegar.

"Hmm...... A dry cough came from behind ......, and the female officers hurriedly returned to their posts and ended the gossip.

Luo Jianan came to a single-courtyard bungalow not far away, which was his residence in the command office. Since it doesn't live there often, it doesn't seem to be very popular.

Changing out of his military uniform, he put on the civilian clothes he wore when he came up. A Chanel is worn on him, in addition to the appearance that a popular actor should have, the temperament and posture cultivated in a military family since childhood are different.

If it is seen by the female officers just now, it will be a nymphomaniac face again.

Looking at the neatly folded military uniform placed next to the bed, a depression welled up in my heart.

"Next time I put it on, I don't know when? Even if you wear a haute couture dress every day, it is less than one-ten-thousandth of yours. The fashion trends that are puffed up are not even comparable to combat uniforms. ”

Even with such loss in his heart, Luo Jianan's face could not show any emotional fluctuations.

The back door of the command office was a secret passage, Luo Jianan walked out, and the assistant Jiang Hua had been waiting for a long time.

Jiang Hua, codenamed Brown Bear, with the rank of major, directly under the Special Operations Division, is a demobilized special police officer and Luo Jianan's assistant and bodyguard.

"Go to Fang's house."

"Yes, Luo Shao." This is Luo Jianan's name outside.

Luo Jianan sat in the back seat, his eyes slightly closed, and relaxed on his back in the spacious car, while Jiang Hua observed him from the rearview mirror while driving.

"See what?" Luo Jianan didn't open his eyes.

Jiang Hua hesitated for a moment and said, "Is it appropriate to go at this time?" ”

"This is the easiest time to show your feet."

The Fang family has already set up a mourning hall, and the entire villa is solemnly arranged. There was an endless stream of people who came to mourn, including celebrities from all walks of life.

"Luo Shao, what do you think of Mr. Fang's sudden death?"

"Luo Shao, will you terminate the contract with Fang's Group?"

"Luo Shao, I heard that Mr. Fang is your father-in-law, is it true?"

……

When Luo Jianan appeared outside the gate of Fang's house, the media guarding outside were as restless as a hornet that had been stabbed in its nest, and the sound of taking pictures was endless.

Soon, the first place in the hot search topic on Weibo was replaced by #well-known artist Luo Jianan condolences to Fang Yifei#.

"Luo Shao, you're here." Fang Bo, who was standing at the door to greet him, hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"Well, I'll take him off." Luo Jianan walked towards the mourning hall.