sudden incident
When I went outside, it was just getting light.
What happened this morning?
To be precise, that's how it is.
Through the eavesdropping device installed in Fan Siwen's phone, Xiao Zhang immediately contacted Fan Siwen after learning that the base had been bombed. The two rushed over early to discuss solutions, but to their surprise, the office, which was not yet dawn, was already packed with people, leaving no room for anyone to pass.
What are you all doing here?
Huang Zhongqian's face darkened when he saw the office packed with people.
Even so, it couldn't stop the crowd from rushing to him immediately to file innocent accusations against their own people.
After leaving the office, Huang Zhongqian felt his mind was clear.
"Why ruin this place so early in the morning, what a fine day!" He glanced at Xiao Zhang who had followed him out and anxiously inquired about the situation. "Where are they now? Are there any casualties? How long will it take for the fastest helicopter to arrive? How many medical personnel can we urgently deploy to form a medical team? Has the national prevention and control monitoring system captured the full details of this near-air attack?"
A barrage of questions followed, but thankfully the people behind us had been busy all morning and had arranged everything they could think of.
"Don't worry, according to the intelligence we've received, there are no casualties so far. The main force has returned to the base and is awaiting rescue. There's plenty of food and water inside the base. Our nearest helicopter has been dispatched to relieve us, and we currently have seven available. Together with the medical rescue team, we can fit everyone. Rest assured, have some breakfast, and we'll head over for the rescue immediately."
"Alright, alright, let's skip breakfast for now. I'm already full of anger from those people. Here's what we'll do: you go and contact the Ministry of National Defense first, and get all the information you can get your hands on. We can analyze the situation of this surprise attack on the plane."
"yes."
Xiao Zhang responded and prepared to leave when suddenly a car drove up from the left front and stopped steadily in front of the two of them. Several people got out of the car, dressed in the uniforms of national supervisory and investigation personnel, and walked a few steps to Huang Zhongqian and Xiao Zhang.
"We have received reports that you have illegally abused your power and formed cliques for personal gain. You two are now being detained and are under investigation by the organization."
"What?" Huang Zhongqian felt a sense of foreboding upon seeing this.
He tried to turn around and tell Xiao Zhang to run, but it was too late; the two of them were taken into the car one after the other.
Looking at the figures of people moving outside the car window, Huang Zhongqian's face turned pale. He didn't know exactly how long this journey would take.
Can those far away in the midst of swirling yellow sand wait long enough?
Inside the investigation room.
Huang Zhongqian and Xiao Zhang were assigned to separate rooms.
At this moment, the person sitting in the room, whether out of anxiety or time pressure, had already gotten up and paced around the room three times.
Looking out the window at the figures coming and going, no one came in for a long time.
The elder was somewhat impatient and stood in front of the door looking around. He happened to see a familiar figure walk past him, and when he saw the person's appearance, Huang Zhongqian was a little dazed.
Wasn't this person expelled from the Party and removed from the Party organization department? How come we can see him here now?
Those who passed by must have seen Huang Zhongqian. He didn't turn his head, but as he passed the window, he slightly raised one corner of his mouth and strode past Huang Zhongqian.
At this moment, Huang Zhongqian finally realized who he was fighting.
Rather than saying this person walked right into the trap, it's more accurate to say that both sides have now laid their cards on the table, and it's a matter of who has the most resources and power to charge into battle when it matters most.
But problems also arose.
This person's identity is extremely special now; he no longer holds an official position and is just a commoner. How can we find something to use against him?
Historically, it's easier to deal with lowly soldiers than to capture their leaders. How to play this move to ensure victory remains to be seen.
It's not uncommon for leaders at all levels to be investigated on a regular basis, but this person is different from the others. His identity is extremely special, and the charges against him have left everyone wondering how to proceed with the investigation.
The higher-ups have spoken: "Investigate however you need to. If there's no information, investigate slowly and thoroughly."
The subordinates understood the gist of it—investigate slowly.
Well, in Huang Zhongqian's opinion, the matter wasn't a big deal, but seeing a group of people running around like headless flies, Huang Zhongqian was furious.
Unfortunately, he was already fish on someone else's chopping board. Huang Zhongqian sat in the investigation room, tapping his feet lightly on the ground, his anxiety nowhere to go.
On one side are the people waiting anxiously in the cave at the bottom of the collapsed mountain, and on the other side is the commander being detained in the investigation room due to insufficient evidence.
The beneficiary was standing by the window, sneering, with a dark blue screen stuck behind him displaying a message reply page.
At the crucial moment, the stalemate was suddenly broken, and it wasn't either of the two sides who intervened.
Suddenly, a message appeared.
A foreign media outlet reported that a photo of Professor Song Yize vacationing on a foreign island was taken, and the news quickly went viral worldwide.
"Song Yize has been found?"
"Professor Song Yize has finally shown up!"
What exactly happened?
As questions arose, prominent media outlets also stepped in to report and repost this factual element.
The moment the report appeared, the person who was sneering at the window was slapped in the face.
If Song Yize wasn't in Huang Zhongqian's hands, then he truly wronged him.
What does their struggle amount to?
Faced with the constant questioning from the people, those in power have become like people who have swallowed bitter herbs and have no words to express their opinions.
Although the news of Song Yize's long-term disappearance has faded into oblivion, it still illustrates the fact that he is still missing.
If the information he received from his own people was false, then what was her purpose?
The person who originally intended to let it be destroyed suddenly became extremely interested in bringing this person back, like a child who suddenly saw a dazzling prism. At this moment, he only wanted to know what the working principle was that caused the dazzling scene.
When the rescuers arrived, it was already getting dark. The people outside had cleared the hole that had been blocked by fine sand. The people inside the hole were able to breathe oxygen in time and escaped the fate of being trapped and dying there.
The moment the rescuers appeared, everyone felt a surge of hope, except for the young people, whose calm expressions suggested they had long held onto hope.
After escaping the desert, the group first underwent a medical check-up at a hospital. Those who were discharged early were then placed in a military base for rest and recuperation.
The military base wasn't in a particularly special location. In the instant the group was rescued, one person's eyes were fixed on a figure in front of him. Only after this person arrived at the military base did he approach him amiably and begin to interact with him.
"I have long heard of Mr. Song's great name, and now I finally have the opportunity to meet him."
"No, no, we were saved thanks to you."
Mo Yang politely took the hand extended by the person, and looking at the person's smile which did not have any obsequious meaning, Mo Yang looked up and responded.
"It's quite a coincidence that my wife just returned from visiting relatives in our hometown. She has been praising Mr. Song's academic research. To be frank, she has also made some achievements in astronomy. She has been looking forward to inviting you to dinner. There's no better time than today. I wonder if Mr. Song is available today? If so, I hope you can join us and come to my home for a short visit. It would be a great way to welcome you back."
After exchanging a lot of polite words, Mo Yang saw that the person in front of him was really sincere and didn't know what excuse to use to refuse. After chatting for a few minutes, he said "Thank you for your trouble" at the end, which was his way of agreeing to the person's request.
The two arrived at the man's residence in a vehicle provided by the base.
Mo Yang got out of the car and saw that it was a not-so-grand residential area. He walked in and saw that the buildings were of varying heights and had signs indicating that the properties had a long history of ownership.
"This house must be quite old."
"Yes, it was left by the child's grandmother. When the house was demolished, we were given two of these apartments. Because they were next to each other, we later destroyed them and made them into one." As he spoke, the man invited Mo Yang into the house and handed him a pair of slippers that looked very comfortable.
Mo Yang quietly changed into slippers and went inside. He saw a woman wearing an apron, busy in the kitchen.
"Sister-in-law."
"Hey, you're here, come in and have a seat."
Mo Yang felt a little embarrassed by the person's unusual enthusiasm, so he could only agree to sit down in a corner of the sofa.
"Make two more dishes today."
"Do you even need to tell me? I arranged it according to the New Year's Eve dinner plan."
Hearing this, Mo Yang felt even more embarrassed.
Seeing that Mo Yang was somewhat hesitant, the person who entered invited Mo Yang to visit his private area.
It's called a "private area," but in reality, it's just that the balcony and bedroom of one apartment have been converted into a designated area for storing fixed items. These fixed items are what Mo Yang sees in front of him—
What is this scientific term called?
"To be precise, this is called an ecological tank, which is a collection of aquatic plants, but we tank keepers are used to calling it a tank."
"Come and look, look at this. This is a newly made tank. It's decorated with African plants like variegated spider plants, snake plants, and crimson vines. Before, we only had pothos and nerve plants, which was too monotonous. Even now, the overall space isn't being used enough; the upper and middle layers are too empty. We'll add more climbing plants later when we find suitable ones. This tank is designed to resemble an African ecosystem, and we'll add some more African-style decorative items later."
After listening to his explanation, Mo Yang took a closer look, but he really couldn't see any difference in style.
"Did you see that African violet? It's blooming. This crimson vine has also formed a flower bud. I wonder what color it will be when it blooms."
Judging from the way this person was speaking, joy was visibly overflowing from them.
He had seen that expression before; it was an extreme love for what was in front of him.
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