Song Jingzhou ignored Yang Wen's gaze, which seemed to burn his back.
I spent the whole morning organizing the materials I had into a booklet and then submitted it.
After finishing the task, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Old Zhang was still thinking about this matter even while lying in bed.
Song Jingzhou returned to his dormitory to change his clothes, then went to get some clean clothes and daily necessities for Old Zhang before heading to the hospital.
Vice Dean Zhang's eyes lit up when he saw Song Jingzhou enter.
"Is the matter... done?"
Seeing his trembling attempt to get up, Song Jingzhou's tone was gentler than usual.
"When have I failed to do what you asked me to do?"
"There are so many people in the Engineering Research Institute, just focus on getting better. Do you really think it can't function without you?"
Vice President Zhang relaxed completely, lying on the bed, looking at the gauze on Song Jingzhou's head.
"Are you alright? Thank goodness you tilted your head slightly, otherwise, otherwise..."
Song Jingzhou knew what he wanted to say; otherwise, he would have aimed for the space between his eyebrows.
"Alright, stop thinking so much. You're getting on in years, and you're not so easily frightened. If you keep having these wild thoughts, you can forget about ever doing your research again."
Vice Dean Zhang looked at Song Jingzhou with a guilty expression, "Song boy, I'm sorry."
"What's there to apologize for? You're the one in trouble right now!"
"Don't let this scare you into rushing off to meet Marxism-Leninism. Didn't you want to build missiles for China?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to participate in the design and development of the Long March 3 rocket?"
"You still have so many dreams to fulfill. Take good care of yourself, get well soon, and then we'll watch the Long March 3 rocket launch together!"
Vice President Zhang was unaware of Song Jingzhou's situation and had always assumed that this incident was aimed at him.
He was a neutral party who had never taken sides. This year, he made some outstanding achievements. Previously, the two factions had ostracized him, but this year no one could stop him from entering the core research and development lab.
Weapons are a soldier's second life, and none of the above-mentioned individuals would not want to have them in their own hands.
Vice President Zhang subconsciously thought that this was a warning from above, or rather, an expression of dissatisfaction with him.
He's quite old, has no children, no family, and no worries, so he's not afraid of anything.
Please don't let Song get dragged into this.
This kid is talented. If he can focus on research and development, he'll definitely have a bright future.
Song Jingzhou gave Vice Dean Zhang a bath, chatted with him for a while, and then left after Liu Yuliang arrived.
He had other things to do.
Yang Wen's reasons for targeting himself were partly due to his own dark psychology, but mostly because Crown Prince Wang Jingtao had subtly hinted at something to him.
So Yang Wen will definitely report to Wang Jingtao in a flattering manner that Song Jingzhou was discharged from the hospital today and returned to the Engineering Research Institute.
As dusk fell, bicycles zipped quickly among pedestrians on both sides of the road.
Wearing a hat, Song Jingzhou arrived at the slums of the old city in western Kyoto.
I stood before the familiar door, and before I could even knock, it creaked open.
In the dim light, Yang Wen was gagged and tied to a wooden chair.
Splash! A ladle of dirty water was splashed on him, and Yang Wen woke up instantly.
He looked around the dark and dilapidated room with a look of horror.
Upon seeing the person in front of him clearly, his pupils contracted, and his face was filled with panic and fear.
Song Jingzhou stared at the man who always acted superior in front of him with amusement.
She reached out and pulled the underwear out of his mouth.
"You, you, what do you want to do? Song Jingzhou, I, I'm telling you, this, this violates military regulations..."
Yang Wen stammered, trying to make Song Jingzhou understand the importance of this matter.
Song Jingzhou smiled and said, "Secretly loading bullets into my gun doesn't violate military regulations?"
"Look at you, you're perfectly fine now, so violating military regulations isn't a big deal!"
Yang Wen choked, then a look of horror appeared on his face. He... he knew?
"You, I don't know what you're talking about," he immediately came to his senses and denied.
"Let me go! Let me go! I'm telling you, I'm the leader of Group Two. I even notified my teammates tonight to design a portable cold weapon. If I'm gone, they'll find out very quickly. I advise you to let me go back right away. I... I can pretend none of this happened."
"Help! Help!"
Song Jingzhou sneered, "Look carefully, this is a basement."
"Even if you scream your lungs out, no one will notice."
"Besides, I'm not here to hear your explanation. Whether you admit it or not, I know it was you who did it, and I also know that you've arranged to meet Wang Jingtao, right?"
"I don't know what you're talking about?" Yang Wen's eyes darted around; he certainly couldn't admit to what he had said.
Song Jingzhou didn't waste any words with him. He pulled out a short dagger and plunged it into the inside of Song Jingzhou's thigh.
Ah~
Yang Wen let out a scream; the intense pain almost made him faint.
The dagger pierced his thigh, the tip embedded in the stool, blood trickling down the chair.
A crimson glint flashed in Song Jingzhou's eyes. He had made a move against Yang Wen today, and he had no intention of letting him go back alive.
Since he joined the Engineering Research Institute, Yang Wen has targeted him more than once or twice, and several times he was even trying to kill him.
Back in the military region, he took various factors into consideration, and in addition, he wanted to maintain a certain image so he couldn't make a move or confront him directly. Did he really think he was afraid of him?
Now that he's out in the world, he's not going to let such a ticking time bomb return to his side.
Song Jingzhou gently gripped the knife handle and slowly swung it from side to side until the tip of the knife was freed from the chair, then pulled it out sharply.
As Yang Wen screamed in agony, a large amount of blood gushed out.
Before the other party could react, Song Jingzhou plunged the knife in again.
Several veins bulged on Yang Wen's buzz cut head, then his neck tilted to the side and he fainted.
Song Jingzhou sneered, "Splash him awake, and he won't feel pain if he faints. We can't let him off so easily."
As Xu Sai listened to Song Jingzhou's words, he expressionlessly splashed a ladle of water on Yang Wen's face.
Yang Wen slowly woke up, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, whether from pain or fear, he didn't know.
He looked at Song Jingzhou with a pleading expression, his eyes filled with fear. "I...I was wrong, I was wrong. Please, let me go. I promise I'll never bother you again."
"Tsk tsk~"
"If you were me, would you let me go?"
Song Jingzhou curled his lips into a smile. "Let's talk about something useful. Maybe I can spare your life."
"What do you want to know? I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything, just don't kill me," Yang Wen replied urgently, as if grasping at a straw.
Song Jingzhou bent down and looked him in the eye. "There's a lot I want to know, such as everything you know about Wang Jingtao, and your deal."
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