Does he have any identification?
Qin Yi stomped his foot.
"No, that's precisely why it's difficult. We don't know their identities, and we can't find anyone who can make the decision."
Dr. Qin said that he seemed to only have a pocket watch on him, and it was still ticking.
There was a small, somewhat blurry portrait inside, seemingly of a family of three. I didn't see it in person; Dr. Qin handed it directly to the team leader.
A family of three?
For some reason, Qin Qinghuai felt a stirring in his heart, and glanced back at the room.
"What name did he say himself?"
Qin Yi lowered his voice,
"They said it was a sparrow,"
"Code name?"
Qin Yi nodded.
"yes."
This is difficult. Generally, those with code names are either secret agents during wartime, or members of underground party organizations who have been lying low for various reasons and have not been able to return to the organization in time.
Another type is those sent out by the military on missions. These missions are usually long-term, and the level of danger and secrecy is almost always high. Some of these missions involve people who are actually 'dead' in real life, have no identity, and are unknown even to their families. In order to achieve the highest level of secrecy, these missions are basically conducted through a single-line contact with the leadership. Even the military may not be able to access the files.
Now, when I talk to Qin Qinghuai, he's one of the two leaders in this unit, so this kind of thing is considered part of his job.
Qin Qinghuai pondered for a while,
"Okay, I'll go ask the old man and see if he knows any clues,"
He didn't really have any hope. His father had been in the Beijing Military Region before, and although he was a high-ranking leader, he didn't know everything. The military has its own rules, and given his father's personality, he wouldn't make such a fundamental mistake.
But at least it's a glimmer of hope, isn't it?
"Then, ask the commander if he can let me see that pocket watch without violating any rules. Never mind, I'll go to his office in a bit, so he doesn't make a mistake."
"Pocket watch?"
Jian Dan was also taken aback for a moment.
Why did you suddenly ask me about something like this?
In my family, only my father was a soldier, but he passed away several years ago, the year before I was sent to the countryside.”
Qin Qinghuai wouldn't normally ask such a surprise question, but since he did, there's only one possibility.
You mean, it's him?
I don't remember him being any particularly important person. It can't be, right?
The main issue is this kind of near-death experience. There was the Cheng Jia case before; surely we can't have a second one, right? What's the big deal? One per family, is that fair? Is it a surprise for her?
However, in the ten or twenty years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the household registration system was somewhat chaotic, especially since the war had just ended, and it was difficult to determine the true or false identities of some people.
Besides, isn't it said that stories don't happen without coincidences? Since we've already worn them, who knows what might happen?
"I don't know, I just had a strange feeling at the time,"
"However, those who can afford a pocket watch are definitely not poor, so doesn't that narrow down the range a bit?"
"Wait, that doesn't make sense either. What if the person in this mission is a rich kid?"
Qin Qinghuai changed his clothes, then shook his head.
"There are also small portraits of a family of three inside. These kinds of portraits are usually personal items. If the mission doesn't take too long, then this could very well be a clue to the person's identity."
etc?
"Pocket watch? A group photo?"
Something seemed to flash through Jian Dan's mind.
"Wait a minute,"
She searched through the space directly. When she first transmigrated and collected her belongings, it seemed that the original owner's house had been completely put away and never touched again, especially the large pieces of furniture.
Sure enough, a pocket watch was soon pulled out from a hidden compartment in the original owner's dressing table.
“Look, I own a pocket watch too,”
"Yes, yes, my wife comes from a wealthy family,"
Qin Qinghuai took it with a half-coaxing, half-laughing tone. Inside was a small portrait of a family of three.
The child in the middle, though only eight or nine years old, has bright, sparkling eyes and a smiling face, but you can still see traces of Simplicity in him.
The couple next to them, the man in military uniform, had a smile on his face.
The woman, well, she was beautiful, but somewhat delicate; at first glance, she gave off a sense of fragile beauty.
Overall, the family of three are all of exceptionally good looks.
After glancing at it, Qin Qinghuai casually put it in his pocket, leaving his outstretched hand empty.
"Huh? Aren't you going to give it back to me?"
Qin Qinghuai leaned over and kissed him.
I wasn't a part of your childhood, but you carry this with you as a keepsake.
"You rest first. I'll go talk to Mom and ask her to come and keep you company for a while. I'll go back to the camp to check on things and be right back."
"......All right!"
The pocket watch was something she suddenly remembered when she heard him mention it. In truth, Jian Dan hadn't held out any hope. The idea of being resurrected from the dead was like her time travel—something that was rare and unpredictable.
Moreover, she is a soul that has taken over the original owner's identity. It's one thing for her to face Cheng Chao and the others, since they have never interacted before and she is not afraid of being exposed. But Jian Liye is the original owner's biological father. If he doesn't come home often, how could his own daughter not recognize him?
That would be a troublesome matter.
She put the matter out of her mind as soon as she finished speaking. When the old lady came over, the two of them praised the child again. The little one was sleeping soundly, blowing bubbles from his lips. He was really cute. Qin Heng, who had been hiding by the door, finally mustered up the courage to come over and touch his little hands, face, and ears.
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