Lin Qingqing stayed at Research Institute A that night.
She wanted to ensure that the injured were in stable condition and that the institute could operate normally before leaving.
At eight o'clock, she went to the researchers' dormitory upstairs to check on them. Seeing that the injured people were in good condition, she returned to the fourth floor, took a shower, and went to sleep.
At this time, the Lin family's house in the new countryside.
Song Yiyuan paced back and forth in the hall, feeling very anxious.
At seven o'clock, Jiang Haixia came back alone and said that Qingqing had something to do and had to stay outside overnight. She would be back tomorrow afternoon after finishing her work.
No matter what time in the past, Jiang Haixia never left Qingqing's side.
This is not normal.
Why spend the night outside in Kyoto?
He was a little confused.
When he thought of the mystery surrounding Qingqing, he became even more worried.
The human heart cannot stand the test.
If someone has bad intentions...
He didn't dare to think about it any further.
Song Yiyuan pulled aside the curtain and knocked on Jiang Haixia's door.
“Knock knock knock…”
"Who else is with Qingqing today?"
Jiang Haixia was stunned and said truthfully, "Secretary Ye."
As long as she doesn't say where she went, it shouldn't be considered a violation.
"Are you sure she is safe now?" Song Yiyuan asked again.
Jiang Haixia nodded: "There shouldn't be any problem."
"should?"
Song Yiyuan raised his eyebrows.
He turned around and walked into the hall, picked up the phone and called Secretary Ye's home.
"Hello, Secretary Ye, this is Song Yiyuan. I'm a little worried that Qingqing won't come back tonight. Can you ask her to call me?"
Secretary Ye heard that it was Song Yiyuan on the other end of the phone.
He smiled and said, "Okay, but not so fast."
"I can wait any longer."
Song Yiyuan took a deep breath and said.
"Okay, wait a minute!"
"Thanks."
After hanging up the phone, Song Yiyuan felt a little relieved.
The person just sat by the phone and waited.
At half past eight, Lin Qingqing, who had already fallen asleep, was awakened by a knock on the door.
Lin Qingqing quickly put on some clothes and sat up.
He took out a gun from the space and put it behind him.
When he opened the door, he saw the guards outside the first floor door.
"Chief Engineer Lin, please follow me to call home."
Lin Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then she understood.
She glanced at the phone on the desk next to the door and asked, "Can't I make this call?"
The soldier said expressionlessly, "This phone can only connect to a few internal lines."
"Hold on."
Lin Qingqing closed the door again and put on her clothes before coming out.
Following the soldier all the way up, out of the first floor and reaching the corner, the soldier pushed open the secret door on the wall and motioned Lin Qingqing to go in.
Lin Qingqing took a look inside. It was a simple office.
There was nothing else besides a desk, a chair, and a filing cabinet.
There was only a phone on the desk, not even a notebook.
Maybe I was afraid that someone would pass something on using paper and pen, so I didn’t put anything there.
She stepped inside.
The soldier just stood at the door and watched, with no intention of closing it.
Lin Qingqing picked up the phone and dialed her home number. After a series of transfers, the call was finally connected eight minutes later.
"Hello."
"Hello."
The two of them spoke at once.
But he could clearly tell who the other person was from the mixed voice.
"Qingqing, are you okay?"
Lin Qingqing could hear the nervousness in the man's words. She smiled and said, "It's okay. Something happened with Zhang Xi. I'm here to help and will be back tomorrow afternoon at the latest."
After she said that, Song Yiyuan stopped asking further questions.
"Okay, I'll wait for you in the army tomorrow."
"Thank you for taking care of the kids. I love you."
Song Yiyuan on the other end of the phone was completely stunned.
I didn't expect that my wife, who is usually cold-natured, would express her love so directly on the phone.
Song Yiyuan rolled his Adam's apple and said in a hoarse voice, "I love you too."
"Got it, I'm hanging up."
"Um."
The man responded softly, feeling warm inside as he listened to the blind man on the other end of the line.
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