Chapter 290 I'm sorry for making you suffer.

Meng Zhiyi raised her eyelids and noticed the gradually rising temperature of Shen Que's body, and her body suddenly froze.

"...Then I'll carry you on my back." She muttered and prepared to turn around.

As a result, Shen Que retracted his arms slightly, picked the person up again and hugged him comfortably: "No, just like this."

Meng Zhiyi didn't dare to move for a moment.

As if sensing her tension, a soft laugh came from above her head, followed by his gentle voice.

"Go to sleep. I know you are a little tired today. I won't bother you."

Hearing this, Meng Zhiyi finally relaxed and fell into a deep sleep in his arms.

Her breathing was very light. Shen Que stroked her back gently, then lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead before closing his eyes in satisfaction.

In the military camp, Sui Ning has not had a rest since he got the USB flash drive.

She took Sang Xiaomian to sort out all the people involved in the case on the list, even those who had not been discovered by the police before. They were all listed, and submitted to their superiors along with other clues and evidence obtained by Sang Xiaomian while undercover, and then sent back to the country.

Among them, the most important are the soldiers who died in that action eight years ago. They finally ushered in the dawn of justice.

The dirty water that had splashed on his body was wiped away bit by bit in the evidence left by Song Zhaoqing.

However, because it has been such a long time, many details and results will take some time to implement.

But Sui Ning called and assured that she would do her best to clear the names of the warriors.

When Meng Zhiyi heard the news, he stood alone in front of the window in silence for a long time.

It has been almost five days since she and Shen Que came to the north. During these five days, she has not gone anywhere and just waited in the hotel.

Because she believed in Shen Que, she was willing to hand over the evidence.

She even thought that if those people were afraid of trouble and no one was willing to clear the names of those warriors, then she would do it herself.

So when she heard the news, the stone that had been weighing on her heart was finally put down.

"You have been standing here for a while." Shen Que came to Meng Zhiyi and said softly.

Meng Zhiyi pulled himself out of his thoughts, then lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then whispered, "Shen Que, I want to go see them."

[Although it is not good news for them, at least there is no better news than this. ]

"Okay, I'll arrange it and go right away."

Shen Que quickly contacted his mother, obtained the location and access rights for the burial of the martyrs, and then took Meng Zhiyi there.

Just like last time, Meng Zhiyi took out the black clothes she had prepared long ago and put them on, as well as the little white flower, from her limited luggage.

When they were getting ready to leave, Shen Que asked her if she needed to buy a bouquet of flowers.

Meng Zhiyi was silent for a few seconds, then shook her head and said softly, "Flowers are to pave their way home."

Shen Que didn't ask any more questions, but drove her there.

It was strange that the sky, which was originally gloomy, suddenly cleared up when she arrived at her destination.

A hole appeared in the heavy clouds, and warm sunlight fell like a beam of light, shrouding the twenty-eight shocking nameless tombstones on the open ground.

Meng Zhiyi only felt that his legs had become very heavy, as if they were filled with lead, and it was very strenuous to take a step.

The moment she stopped in front of the tomb, she suddenly didn't know how to introduce herself.

Eight years of wind, rain, and dust have made the wooden tombstone in front of us dilapidated and empty, with no words on it except the traces left by time.

This means that during these years they were nameless and homeless.

Meng Zhiyi was very sad. She felt as if her heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand and she couldn't breathe.

Tears kept welling up in her eyes. She was too timid to move forward and tried hard to calm herself down.

Shen Que was standing behind her, looking at her trembling body as she tried her best to control herself, his eyes full of heartache.

[Wait a little longer, wait a little longer…]

[Soon, you can go home. ]

【sorry……】

【I’m sorry for making you suffer. 】

Meng Zhiyi stood here for a long time without saying a word.

Shen Que was worried that her emotions were too heavy, so he couldn't bear to let her stay too long.

He walked forward and pulled Meng Zhiyi's hand, saying softly, "Yiyi, let's go back. It's getting late."

Meng Zhiyi wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, adjusted her mood, and nodded, "Okay."

However, when she turned around to leave, her steps suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

As soon as Shen Que finished speaking, Meng Zhiyi quickly turned around and carefully counted the tombstones.

"Twenty-eight... only twenty-eight..."

"What twenty-eight?" Shen Que didn't react for a moment.

Meng Zhiyi grabbed his hand fiercely and said excitedly, "There are only 28 tombstones, but there are 31 people in the team, including Lin Chuan and the one who was transported back to the country. Logically, there should be 29 tombstones, even if they are cenotaphs!"

"Because of my special nature, there would be no trace of me eight years ago. But apart from me, there should have been 29 people cleaning up the battlefield, even if they were just limbs."

"Who's missing?"

"Were they unable to find anything about that person, or... was that person still alive?"

Suddenly, Meng Zhiyi's mind flashed back to the homeless man he saw outside the Chinese restaurant that day.

"Shen Que, I want to go back to Mokoka to find that person."

"That person is most likely the surviving team member. I'm going to look for him and find him."

Shen Que held her hand and said in a steady voice, "Don't worry, it's too late today. Let's set out tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Don't worry too much. The people I ordered last time are still waiting near the Chinese restaurant. If they find that person, they will report to me immediately."

Hearing his soothing voice, Meng Zhiyi finally calmed down.

The two did not delay for long. On the way back to the hotel, Shen Que called Sui Ning and told her that they were going to Mokoka.

Sui Ning didn't ask too many questions and just told them to be careful.

The next morning, the three of them headed to Mokoka again.

However, this time Meng Zhiyi did not go directly to the Chinese restaurant, but asked Shen Que to find a nearby hotel to stay in.

Then, the men who were in charge of keeping watch here came to report.

"Withdraw your people first. They haven't shown up for such a long time, which means the other party has already noticed it." Meng Zhiyi said solemnly while sitting on the sofa.

She has a good idea of ​​the alertness of the people she has led.

Moreover, the owner of that Chinese restaurant is not a simple person either.

After hearing her words, the subordinate did not respond immediately, but looked at Shen Que, waiting for his instructions.

"I forgot to tell you that from now on, seeing her is no different from seeing me. Her words are what I mean."

The subordinate was slightly surprised and looked at Meng Zhiyi with shock in his eyes, even doubting whether she was worthy of the boss's attention.

Meng Zhiyi raised an eyebrow: "Why are you looking at me like that? If you are not convinced, come and fight."