Depart from Beijing
The captain of the guard brought people in, and soon the study was as tidy as before. The bookcases and desks that had been turned over were put back in place, and the things that fell on the ground were picked up one by one and handed over to the maid to clean and wipe.
After everyone had left and a door closed, Wang Gao spoke slowly, "Are you calm now?"
Wang Xiangnan pursed his lips stubbornly and refused to speak.
"Stubborn! You and your father have exactly the same temper! You're both stubborn!"
But Wang Xiangnan seemed to think that this was not enough to add fuel to the fire, and added: "That may be inherited from you, Grandpa."
"you!"
Wang Gao was so angry that his beard and hair almost stood up, but most of the things on the table had been smashed to pieces and there was nothing left to use, so he had to give up.
"Grandpa, after you've had your temper, you should listen to me now, right?"
Wang Gao snorted coldly: "My attitude is very clear, no, not allowed, not allowed! It's useless for you to say anything! In our base, I will turn a blind eye to whatever you want to do and have whatever ideas you have, because I know that no matter what happens, I, the base commander, will back you up!"
His tone was more serious than ever before: "But going to Beijing City is not possible."
Wang Xiangnan was very persistent. He spoke his mind without asking for any advice. "I know that Beijing is a strange place for our Wang family, but Grandpa, don't forget that we have always had a good relationship with the Yuan family."
"southward!"
He ignored it and said, "The eldest son of the Yuan family, Yuan Yiwei, was inexplicably assassinated in Ancheng. I heard that Mr. Yuan was very angry and offered a sky-high reward for his death."
"Wang Xiangnan!"
"And the files that Director Xie submitted to Beijing City regarding Young Master Yuan's involvement in the rebellion were intercepted and destroyed by Mayor Wen. This means that all the first-hand information about this case is gone."
Wang Gao stood up: "That's enough."
"If I traveled thousands of miles to Beijing to tell Mr. Yuan that we found out that the person who killed his beloved grandson was Jiang Miao, do you think he would take action?"
Bang--
The old but vigorous base commander overturned the desk again, pointed at his unfilial grandson and glared at him: "You bastard, are you thinking I don't have the energy to hit you?"
"grandfather!"
Wang Xiangnan fell to his knees and argued loudly: "I just don't understand why you are so afraid of that little girl! When it comes to killing people, you killed as many as she did on the battlefield!"
Snap——
Wang Gao angrily stepped forward and slapped his grandson, then sat down exhausted on the armchair next to him.
Sighing, "They say that the prime minister is a seventh-rank official. You never thought that a little girl like Jiang Miao could have such a terrifying ability. What about the immortal behind her? Do you really need me to explain it clearly to you?"
"Acid Rain Warning I know Xiao Jiang wants to use this to curry favor with me, the base commander, in order to seek asylum. I got you a tetanus vaccine in order to get a Beijing household registration transfer document, but have you seen her interact with our family at other times? I went to her house several times but she made excuses not to see me. Even if I put down my pride and asked for a meeting, I still might not be able to get through the door. You can imagine that she doesn't regard us as a dish in her heart!"
Wang Xiangnan was slightly stunned: "Grandpa..."
He had never heard anyone talk about his grandfather being rejected.
"Yes, the secret hidden in her is indeed very moving. Just like what you said, it might be some kind of witchcraft, sorcery, or even something written in that novel you read..."
"Cultivating Immortality."
"Yes, that's right."
Wang Gao sighed: "You know the disparity in power, do you still want to fight them head-on?"
Hearing this, Wang Xiangnan lowered his head.
Guessing is one thing, desiring is one thing, confirming is one thing, and owning is another thing!
He didn't understand why Jiang Miao, since he had such skills that he could single-handedly break into the naval base and hijack a yacht without making any noise, would stay in this small place like Ancheng Base for several years?
If it were him, he would have already led a group and become a hero by now!
Looking at his eldest grandson, he still didn't look shaken at all.
Wang Gao raised his head to the sky and sighed, "Stubborn ass! Our whole family is stubborn!"
Back then, Xiangnan's father refused to listen to advice and insisted on his own way of thinking that he could definitely lead his troops to break through the defense line, and as a result, he lost his life in Vietnam.
He himself almost lost his life on the battlefield because of his stubbornness. It was only after experiencing life and death that he gained enlightenment and no longer attached to appearances.
Now, now my grandson is also stubborn and refuses to listen to advice. He does what he knows is impossible!
Wang Xiangnan saw that he seemed to be a little bit resigned: "Grandpa, you and I both know the power of the Yuan family in Beijing. Even if she is a Daluo immortal, can she escape unscathed after firing a missile at her?"
I really can’t.
——Jiang Miao, who was hiding under the window, was holding a black wooden board in his hand and complaining in his heart.
This wooden board was painted with a kind of paint called Vanta Black that she had collected from the studio. Its light absorption rate was as high as 99.965%. Its invisibility ability in the dark was comparable to that of magic. It could blend into the surroundings and there was no difference to the naked eye. Naturally, people patrolling on the road would not be able to detect any clues.
"Besides, there is no evidence now. If we tell the Yuan family that she is the murderer of Young Master Yuan, according to the style of the Yuan family, they will only arrest her and interrogate her first! If she does not resist and wants to prove her innocence, then we can control her without any effort! But as long as she resists, the Yuan family will believe more and more in the authenticity of this matter and invest more power to capture her!"
Jiang Miao sighed, doesn't this mean that she will definitely not surrender?
But to be honest, they really did falsely accuse her, and the person who assassinated Yuan Yiwei was indeed her.
"No, it's too risky!" Wang Gao still felt that this matter was extremely risky. "Your cooperation with the Yuan family is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger. You can discover Xiao Jiang's secret, but can't the Yuan family? What will happen to our family and your brothers and sisters? Should they pay for your impulsiveness? Just think about it, they will be killed without knowing anything! Can you bear it?"
Finally heard some useful information.
In other words, so far only the two people in the study have guessed a little about her affairs, and there has been no time to verify it, so it has not been made public, not even telling Wang Xiangbei and Wang Rong.
After the guards downstairs gradually walked away, Jiang Miao put the wooden board into the space, supported himself with the window with his right hand, turned around and jumped, landing steadily in the room and shooting at Wang Xiangnan who was kneeling on the ground with the silenced Q at the fastest speed.
With two soft "puff" sounds, bright red hot blood gushed out like a small stream of spring water bubbling out, and his chest was immediately covered with blood, soaking a large area.
The severe pain in his body caused the adrenaline in his brain to surge. Wang Xiangnan looked at the bright red on his chest and felt no pain. He just looked at her and murmured in a low voice: "You actually...didn't leave?"
At one moment a bullet got stuck in his ribs, and at another bullet pierced his heart. Jiang Miao said that he still needed to practice his marksmanship.
"To, to the south?"
Wang Gao's eyes were blurred by the splattered blood, but he placed his hands trembling on his knees, not daring to find out the truth.
"He's dead." Jiang Miao flipped the safety pin and pointed it at him, wanting to resolve the issue quickly.
"Jiang——" Before Wang Gao could shout out his name, she shot him through.
The wound on his chest tore his flesh apart. Wang Gao held his chest in pain and fell to the ground, his voice trembling: "I, I am an old comrade-in-arms with your grandfather. If you, if you ask me one more question, you will know that I have no intention of plotting against you..."
"You didn't plan to."
Jiang Miao coldly exposed him: "If the granddaughter of my old comrade-in-arms was like a child hugging gold in troubled times, would you still not have such a plan?"
Isn't it just a retreat when you feel you have no chance of winning after weighing the pros and cons?
He said it so righteously, it was almost laughable.
As his life slipped away, and coupled with the guilt of having his thoughts exposed, Wang Gao was breathing less in than out, and could no longer speak.
The blood of the two people merged and spread out. Jiang Miao took a step back and looked at the study room with regret.
This matter must be resolved quickly. We cannot stay any longer at this time, and we cannot collect any supplies. We have to withdraw first.
Before opening the window, Jiang Miao saw a protruding iron nail in the corner of the window.
Thoughts flashed through her mind quickly, and she immediately found the navy uniform she had stripped off the father and son she had knocked unconscious when she went to the naval base. She stretched it tight and scratched it on the protruding nails on the window, leaving behind fingernail-sized pieces of clothing.
This kind of military-style clothing has its own unique weaving techniques. Although there are no microscopes or professionals to deconstruct it now, it will definitely create some difficulties for Director Xie to solve the case.
As the number of people at the end of the world decreases day by day, there are only 100,000 survivors left in Ancheng after the earthquake. It is estimated that only about 50,000 of them are still alive today, and there are about 20,000 to 30,000 people in the base.
Therefore, the organization of the guard team was cut again and again, and it was much looser than when she came to assassinate Deputy Base Commander Kang.
Jiang Miao quietly sneaked out of the inner circle, returned smoothly along the original route, and soon returned to the location of the helicopter.
On the way, she dropped the torn navy uniform one kilometer away from the base. As for whether Director Xie could find it, it depended on fate.
But even if we find it, it would be a more wrong direction.
"Back?" When the Immortal King sensed that Miaomiao's domain appeared nearby, he immediately released the invisibility of his body.
"Um."
Jiang Miao put on headphones, started the helicopter, and immediately set off for Beijing.
"Is everything going well?"
"not bad."
On this trip to Beijing, we really need to be extra careful regarding the Yuan family they mentioned.
Without satellite navigation, Jiang Miao could only fly forward relying on the compass on the dashboard and make sure the approximate direction was correct.
"Is it boring?" Jiang Miao was flying the helicopter seriously.
Su Heng shook his head: "No."
On the contrary it's quite interesting.
"Then what are you looking at me for?"
He didn't even move his eyes away, and he held up his chin with a smile on his face: "I think you are... very different now."
Jiang Miao understood.
Before the end of the world, even a fool flying a helicopter would be considered more attractive than an ordinary fool.
“It’s human nature.”
"Um?"
"That's what everyone who pursued me said back then." However, his eyes, tone, demeanor, and movements were much more greasy than Xianjun's, which only made her feel nauseous.
Of course the Immortal King, who was distracted, couldn't respond to this.
He shifted his gaze slightly, looking out the window.
"Miao Miao, look! What is that!"
You can see far only if you climb high. Jiang Miao raised the mast to break through the clouds. Under the golden light, he welcomed the first ray of dawn from the east.
The eternal night is over.
But Jiang Miao didn't seem as happy as he had imagined after surviving another disaster.
She kept speeding up, wanting to fly farther before the sky got completely light.
——After the eternal night ended, sandstorms followed.
This is undoubtedly a fatal blow to flying objects in the air.
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