Su Wanwan turned her head and saw a heroic female officer with short hair whom she didn't recognize.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Wang Sang, and I'm Jiang Zemin's wife. My old man has been in District 2. He will definitely give Ning Zhen a few ideological education classes before he leaves."
Su Wanwan was puzzled, "Didn't Commissioner Jiang give Ning Zhen any ideological education classes before?"
Wang Sang was choked for a rare moment. Usually, she was the one who argued with others, and no one set traps for her.
“…I have.” Wang Sang realized in an instant that she had met her match. No wonder Ning Zhen and Bai Zhu both failed. She raised her voice, “If you play a few more games, maybe you will realize it. If you still don’t realize it, it means you haven’t played enough.”
"That's right!" Su Wanwan nodded seriously and agreed.
"Bai Zhu is still in the military region, so Commissioner Jiang still has someone to teach him." Su Wanwan joked with a smile.
Wang Sang crossed his arms, glanced at Su Wanwan and said, "I think Old Jiang would also like to teach you, Comrade Su."
"After all, a military wife fighting with a soldier is definitely a typical case."
Su Wanwan didn't laugh. She touched the tip of her nose and said, "Okay, I won't joke anymore."
"Humph." Wang Sang snorted proudly, "Do you want to know what's going on with Bai Zhu?"
"Bai Zhu? I don't know." Su Wanwan shook her head.
She only heard Xiao Sheng mention it once, saying that Bai Zhu was sent to District 2 to prevent her from meeting them, and that the two districts usually did not interact with each other because of different training tasks.
Wang Sang raised the corner of his mouth, "My old Wang knows."
"Do you want to know? If you want to know, treat me and my daughter to a meal and I will tell you."
Su Wanwan: “!” Is this really her true nature?
Very good, she likes it very much.
The four of them went home together, and Su Wanwan cooked by herself. After all, they had to entertain guests, and it was not convenient to buy food from the cafeteria.
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District 2.
Bai Zhu lay weakly on the bed with a bowl of bland cabbage in front of her. One could tell from its color that it had been there for at least half a day. She was no longer as bright and beautiful as she was a few days ago.
At this moment, her face was pale, her clothes were disheveled, her lips were cracked, and she stared at the door, waiting for it to open.
I don't know how long it was, but I heard a click.
The cell door was opened, and a young man in military uniform stood outside. Upon closer inspection, it was Qian Yuan, the brother Yuan who was sitting in the office before.
"It's you!"
Bai Zhu looked up and saw Qian Yuan. Her teeth were almost worn out. She didn't know what she was thinking about. Her face changed slightly and she lowered her eyes and stopped looking at him.
Qian Yuan squatted down and pinched her chin with one finger, without restraining his strength. There was only sarcasm in his cold eyes, "Why? You should have expected that one day you would fall into my hands."
"When you killed Ah Yun, didn't you feel any guilt at all?"
"Don't you think he's easy to bully?"
"What? Are you feeling pain now? Don't worry, it's useless if you don't eat or drink. I will ask the military doctor to give you an injection to keep you alive. You will never be able to leave the confinement area until you complete the confinement and the punishment." Qian Yuan said, and suddenly shook her chin away.
He took out a handkerchief from his lapel and wiped his fingers, as if he had just touched something dirty.
Bai Zhu was so pierced by this scene that his eyes were filled with hatred.
"Why do you put the blame on me for Ning Yun's death? I didn't ask him to participate in the rescue. I just delayed him for a while. It was his bad luck."
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