The small building where Su Dingshan lives has only four rooms on the second floor, two of which are bedrooms, another is a bathroom, and there is also a small room of about four square meters that serves as a storage room.
The reason why he went to the storage room was because it was the only room in the entire building without windows.
When they arrived at the storage room, there weren't many things inside. After Su Dingshan closed the door, he turned on the flashlight and put it aside. Then he sat on a wooden box, opened the cloth bag in front of him and began to check the things inside.
When Su Dingshan saw the Panda cigarettes in the bag, the eyes of this veteran who had experienced countless life and death situations suddenly turned red. He was now almost certain that the person who delivered the things to him tonight was sent by Xu Jianguo.
Especially after he opened one of the military water bottles and smelled the familiar aroma of the century-old Moutai liquor, the last trace of uncertainty in his heart disappeared.
The old man took a small sip of the wine in the military canteen, then exhaled a breath of the wine, as if he wanted to expel the uneasiness and boredom in his heart for days along with the wine.
As the wine went down his throat, Su Dingshan suddenly felt his tense emotions gradually relax.
With the help of the flashlight, he saw the envelope, so he quickly tightened the kettle and took the envelope out of the cloth bag.
He looked at the envelope and found no writing on it. Then he stretched out his index and middle fingers to pull out the letter and began to read it carefully.
Due to the lighting conditions and his presbyopia, Su Dingshan had difficulty reading. Fortunately, Xu Jianguo took this into consideration and wrote in a much larger size than usual.
A few minutes later, he put down the letter in his hand, and light gradually appeared in his originally lifeless eyes.
"As long as there is light in your heart, you won't be afraid of mountains or rivers! Good, really good!" Su Dingshan put the letter away and whispered with a smile on his face.
Instead of continuing to check the contents of the bag, he turned off the flashlight, walked out of the storage room in the dark, and went to the bathroom.
In order to avoid being discovered, he needed to destroy the letter immediately, but because there was a window in the bathroom, he could not dispose of the letter by burning it. Any fire would be discovered by the people monitoring outside.
After thinking about it, Su Dingshan took out the manuscript paper from the envelope separately, then turned on the faucet to soak the manuscript paper. As the water continued to flow, the pen words on the manuscript paper began to become blurred.
Finally, Su Dingshan rubbed the water-soaked manuscript paper gently in his hands a few times, and the paper turned into cotton-like scraps and was flushed down the drain.
After dealing with the letter, Su Dingshan returned to the storage room again. He casually stuffed the envelope into the gap between the miscellaneous items and continued to check the contents of the bag.
When he saw the white flour buns, peanuts and pork head in the lunch box, the wrinkles on his face had already gathered together. He smiled like a child, which made people feel sad and distressed.
Just like that, this veteran in his seventies, who had spent his entire life in the military, started drinking alone in the small storage room of his home. This reminded him of the time when he was a child, hiding in the cupboard and stealing the brown sugar saved by his grandmother.
After delivering the things to the old man, Xu Fei went straight back to the space. Seeing that things went smoothly, Xu Jianguo also slipped into the space. But before leaving, he took a deep look at the people in the lobby, especially the two young men in Zhongshan suits.
After returning to the space, Xu Jianguo called Fu Bo and the other two back, then went to the study to write a letter and asked him to deliver it to Wu Tianlong. Then he ran to take a shower, changed clothes, and returned home.
Xu Fei and his four companions also returned to Hong Kong Island through the space portal and continued their territorial expansion.
The next morning, Xu Jianguo woke up on time. Although he had only slept for more than four hours, he was still full of energy.
After breakfast, he drove to the institute, which had returned to its former busy state.
On the way, many workers and scientific researchers greeted him with smiles, and some elderly people from the research institute looked at him with somewhat unnatural eyes.
But Xu Jianguo didn't care and smiled at everyone.
After arriving at the office, he first made himself a cup of tea, then took out some design drawings of the gun-aiming radar from the space and looked at them carefully.
In this way, Xu Jianguo spent three days peacefully, as if the incident with Zhuang Minghui and others had never happened before. Even Ma Guoliang did not receive a call from the higher authorities.
On the morning of the fourth day, Xu Jianguo received a strange phone call.
"Hello, I'm Xu Jianguo!"
"Hello, Comrade Xu Jianguo. First, let me introduce myself. I am Xie Guoqiang, director of the Jingzhou Municipal Revolutionary Committee!" A middle-aged man's voice came from the receiver.
"Hello, Director Xie, what can I do for you?"
"It's like this. Four days ago, something happened to you as the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee of the Jingzhou Martial Arts Research Institute. I called you today to find out about the situation at that time." Xie Guoqiang said.
"Okay, what do you want to know?"
"Please tell me the details of what happened at that time!"
Next, Xu Jianguo recounted what happened that day from beginning to end, and then waited for the person on the other side to speak.
After a while, Xie Guoqiang continued, "Comrade Xu Jianguo, this is the case. Since the Military Research Institute's Revolutionary Committee is under the management of our Jingzhou Municipal Revolutionary Committee, we are deeply saddened by this incident. So I want to apologize to you first. I deeply regret the impact that Zhuang Minghui and others have had on your work!"
When Xu Jianguo heard him say this, he knew the purpose of the call from this man named Xie Guoqiang. It was nothing more than seeking peace and hoping that he would not make a big deal out of this matter.
"Director Xie, I accept your apology!"
"Really? That's great! Thank you, Comrade Xu Jianguo!"
"It's okay. Do you have anything else to do? If not, I'm going to get busy!"
At this time, Xie Guoqiang, who was far away in Jingzhou, immediately revealed a contemptuous smile when he heard Xu Jianguo say that he accepted his apology. He thought that this young man did not seem to be as evil as uploaded in the information, and was just so-so.
But then he heard Xu Jianguo's intention to hang up the phone, and the smile on his face immediately disappeared. He said quickly: "Yes, yes, yes, don't hang up yet!"
"Oh, please be brief!"
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