Jiang Zhanting stood behind Xie Jingqiong with his arms crossed.

The hospital room was made of that old-fashioned light bulb, and the dim light shone on his hard, resolute countenance.

The edges and corners were as sharp as ever, but at this moment, a look of surprise crossed his deep eyes.

"Is that him?" He asked Huang Zhichao.

Huang Zhichao had palpitations, but nodded firmly: "Yes, that's right, it's him!" ”

That night, the light was dim and the night was very dark, but the village was electrified, and Huang Zhichao clearly remembered the other party's face.

Jiang Zhanting let out a long breath, he looked at the person on the paper, and then at the little daughter-in-law, his eyes flashed, and he looked very bright.

Why is his daughter-in-law so powerful? His daughter-in-law is amazing!

"Daughter-in-law-" Proud mood filled his chest, Jiang Zhanting suddenly wanted to hug her.

But as soon as his arm was unfolded, he saw Xie Jingqiong put down the portrait, picked up another piece of white paper and said to Huang Zhichao: "If you draw one, there are still five left, Comrade Huang, you continue." ”

Jiang Zhanting: "??? ”

As soon as his face collapsed, he could only press his restless paws, and stood aggrievedly behind his little daughter-in-law and waited. He knows what to do and what not to do at this time, but he is inevitably a little disappointed.

But after thinking about it, anyway, there is still a long life, the two of them have time, and when they are not busy, he must hug his little daughter-in-law tightly and not let go, so that he will be in a good mood again.

I coaxed him well.,I'm really good at self-strategy.,That's right.。

And a long time passed.

"Boss? What's going on, what's going on? ”

There was a special person guarding outside the room, and Chen Dong was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks. Seeing Jiang Zhanting coming out of the house with a stack of portraits, his curiosity was like a cat's paw, scratching his heart again and again.

"Sister-in-law really drew it?" He whispered, and then sneakily glanced at Xie Jingqiong.

Nowadays, there is no such technology in China, how powerful a painter must be, who can perfectly restore a person's appearance by just relying on oral narration?

When Xie Jingqiong proposed to try, Chen Dong and the others actually held a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and had the idea of giving it a try.

However, he did not express his disfavor, or oppose it in public. After all, don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha.

What do you think? That's their sister-in-law, their eldest daughter-in-law.

Even if the sister-in-law really can't draw it, she can't sing so badly, and she can't be so faceless, otherwise wouldn't she be able to do things?

Of course, the most important thing is that the two of them mix oil in honey, if they really make the little sister-in-law feel uncomfortable, they can't beat them to death when they turn around?

So multiple fart mouths, just wait for the news honestly.

It's just that, although he thought so, Chen Dong was still taken aback when he saw Jiang Zhanting nodding with a smile on his face.

"Sister-in-law actually drew it?"

Good guy, I'm such a good guy! Chen Dong's eyes widened.

Jiang Zhanting raised his head with his chest straight, he liked to hear others praise his daughter-in-law.

Chen Dong didn't praise it, but Chen Dong's surprise performance of true feelings was more useful to him than praising a hundred and a thousand sentences.

"That's, I'm her man! I'm definitely not bad, let alone my daughter-in-law! ”

Chen Dong: "??? ”

looked dazed, feeling that the order of their leaders' words was very problematic.

Normally, I shouldn't say it - that's it, she's my daughter-in-law, and I don't look at who I am, can my daughter-in-law be bad?

Normally, it's supposed to behave like this, isn't it?

But according to Jiang Zhanting's words, the order of priority is directly reversed.

It seems that he is proud of his daughter-in-law, not that his daughter-in-law belongs to him, but that he belongs to his daughter-in-law, and directly lifted Xie Jingqiong to a higher position, even far beyond his own weight.

As if he was just an appendage of Xie Jingqiong?

But isn't it normal to say that women are attached to men?

"What do you want?"

Jiang Zhanting rolled his eyes, and slapped Chen Dong on the back of the head: "Hurry up, notify the upper authorities to send a few more people over, we should also get down to business!" ”

After finishing speaking, Jiang Zhanting turned around, bowed his head slightly, and smiled at Xie Jingqiong with a pair of deep and bright eyes.

Then he grabbed Xie Jingqiong's hand and helped Xie Jingqiong rub it: "Are you tired?" I'll rub it for you. ”

Xie Jingqiong looked funny: "I'm not tired, you guys go get busy, Comrade Huang and I are here to wait for news." ”

Jiang Zhanting nodded, "Wait for me!" ”

Pressed the back of Xie Jingqiong's head and kissed her head hard.

He strode forward and waved his hand at everyone, with a style of coming and going like the wind, which was called a vigorous and resolute action.

I don't know when, Huang Zhichao came behind Xie Jingqiong, and he looked at Jiang Zhanting's back with emotion: "You two have a really good relationship. ”

Xie Jingqiong was also watching Jiang Zhanting, and she smiled gently, "Yes, Comrade Huang, the relationship between you and your lover is not bad. ”

At this moment, the two suddenly had a feeling of being confidants at the end of the world, looked at each other and smiled, and then returned to the room together.

It was late at night, and the daughter of the Huang family was already asleep.

Huang Zhichao and his lover were helping the child to fold the quilt, and when she saw the two, even though she was still worried in her heart, she still showed a smile and held Huang Zhichao's hand.

Several people were a little worried, all of them were worried about the progress of this matter, and they all knew that this matter should be sooner rather than later, and they had to seize the opportunity.

Otherwise, once the other party hears something, it will be difficult to arrest someone.

……

Originally, if it was just based on Huang Zhichao's dictation, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack to catch a few people with the old knife, but now with the portrait, it is different.

That night, Jiang Zhanting went to a printing house with his work ID, rubbed many copies of those portraits, and then immediately distributed them.

For special matters and special operations, almost all the officers of the local special management bureau branch were dispatched.

By the morning of the second day, they had come to a small mountain village far from the city.

"Brother Dao, I don't think the wind is going in the right direction recently."

This is an inconspicuous farmhouse courtyard, in the early years there was a plague in this place, not only all the livestock died, even the people also died a lot, now this small mountain village ten households and nine empty, usually few people come, but the village has left a lot of abandoned houses.

Brother Dao and his party of six happened to be hiding here.

One of them looked uneasy: "Mr. Rong asked us to kill the mouth of the surnamed Huang, but yesterday the surnamed Huang was taken away, and there were also people in ambush near Huang's house. ”

"I think, should we retreat as soon as possible? I heard that the special management bureau has given an order to the above, and we are strictly investigating this matter. ”

The old knife lit a cigarette, he looked about thirty-eight or nineteen years old, very tall, very athletic, but his face was dark, the left side of his scalp was charred, his face was fierce, and there was a scar on the right cheek from a bullet.

At first glance, this man had a fierce face, like a man on the road.

He kicked the other party irritably: "Don't grow up here to destroy your own prestige, since Mr. Rong has given the death order, it must be completed!" ”

"But ......"

"No, but!"