I did not kill Bo Ren, yet Bo Ren died because of me.
In Lingcheng more than a thousand years later, it was Geng Pinggui who did not kill Jiang Yonghui, but Geng Pinggui could not shirk his responsibility for Jiang Yonghui's death.
Jiang Jun's face was tense, and her lips were almost bitten. "Director Geng bears unshirkable responsibility for Jiang Yonghui's death!"
The decision to write the exposé report was the heavy hammer that led to Jiang Yonghui's death!
Luo Haixiang disagrees: "Anyone in leadership would do the same!"
If you don’t write the exposé, you are covering up!
Not to mention that the superiors will suppress it, even if ordinary people know about it, they will post posters of all sizes to make a fuss about it.
It can be said that Geng Pinggui simply made the decision that everyone in this position would make.
"Inaction!" Jiang Jun was inexplicably irrational: "No humanity!"
Luo Haixiang said with a cold face: "Don't accuse me of anything!"
Jiang Jun blurted out, "If you want to speak for Director Geng, you're an accomplice!"
Luo Haixiang was so angry that he turned his face away and remained silent.
The two people were in a stalemate.
Finally, Luo Haixiang regained his senses, looked at his watch, and realized it was time for him to leave.
Before taking off, they cannot have any mental fluctuations or physical discomfort, and must arrive at their post early and be in ready state every time.
Luo Haixiang felt very sorry: "Xiao Jiang, I have to return to the team!"
Jiang Jun was furious: "You left without finishing your words and left me on the road. What's going on?"
Luo Haixiang didn't have time to dwell on it. "I've already reported everything I learned from Uncle Geng. If you have any questions, I can ask for you next time, okay? I have to get back to the flight crew now."
He felt that Jiang Jun cared more about Jiang Yonghui's situation than most people. His heartbroken and anxious reaction was the same as when he first learned about the existence of Uncle Geng and Grandma Geng.
Jiang Jun hadn't calmed down yet: "You're leaving without explaining yourself clearly? Aren't you afraid that I'll investigate Director Geng?"
Luo Haixiang didn't know the truth, but he believed Geng Pinggui was passive in the whole thing. "Xiao Jiang, Director Geng is a very good person. He doesn't want anyone in his unit to get into trouble. He has done his best. Okay, Xiao Jiang, I really have to leave now. Wait until I return to Lingcheng. I will try to get the next flight mission and come back to Lingcheng. You believe me, okay?"
Military orders are as heavy as a mountain, and he cannot delay.
Jiang Jun felt wronged and had no way to vent her anger. With red eyes, she glared at Luo Haixiang and said, "You don't have to ask. I'll go ask myself."
Luo Haixiang had no choice but to lean closer to Jiang Yun's ear and clarify the facts to her: "If I hadn't asked, you might not have been able to find out what you wanted. Remember, if I hadn't taken you there last time, you might not have been able to see Uncle Geng!"
Jiang Jun bit her lip, lowered her head in silence, tears welling up in her eyes.
Luo Haixiang said nothing more: "I'll ask for you when I get back. Bye!"
After saying that, he stood up and left without looking back.
Jiang Jun sat for a long time before she managed to calm down. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up and left the hospital.
She was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she didn't notice Miao Haiping and Lin Ruifang watching her from a distance.
After leaving the hospital, Jiang Jun's footsteps involuntarily turned towards the post office. She intuitively felt that Jiang Yonghui and Jiang Yonghua might have some connection.
The names are very similar, the gender is very similar, the attitudes towards family, wife and children are very similar, and the situations in life are also very similar. It's really strange!
Jiang Jun entered the post office, pulled his work ID out from his collar to show it to the staff, and wrote down Jiang Yonghua's phone number.
When the salesperson asked Jiang Jun to go to the phone to answer the call, she found that her palms were sweating.
On the other end of the phone, Jiang Yonghua was even more nervous: "Hello! This is Jiang Yonghua!"
Jiang Jun's voice was filled with tears: "Dad, it's me, Xiaojun."
Jiang Yonghua asked anxiously, "Xiaojun, why are you in Lingcheng? What's the matter with you calling me?"
"Dad, I'm on a business trip!" Jiang Jun sniffed, briefly explained the situation, and got to the point: "Here, I heard about a man named Jiang Yonghui..."
Jiang Yonghua asked in a lost voice: "Where did you hear that? How is he?"
Jiang Yun was sensitive enough to notice that something was amiss, and immediately forgot his own emotions: "I heard about it in Pingying Town, but he's already dead."
At this point, Jiang Jun heard a bang from the phone receiver, and then the phone line was disconnected. She was so anxious that she shouted several times into the phone.
When he heard only the sound of electricity, Jiang Jun pushed open the door of the telephone room and shouted to the long-distance call counter of the post office: "Comrade, the line is disconnected. Please help me reconnect it. This call is very important!"
The salesperson ignored her: "If it's disconnected, you have to come back and queue up to complete the procedures. Others are waiting, and you are not the only one in line."
Jiang Jun slammed the door, rushed over, slammed his work ID on the counter, wrote down the switchboard number of Chen Yuanwu's unit, and held it in his hand, glaring at the salesperson: "It's from the military, confidential! Immediately!"
Jiang Jun thought of Jiang Yonghua's unusual reaction, which was different from usual, as if he knew Jiang Yonghui.
So, if we want to get the result from Jiang Yonghua, we have to trouble Chen Yuanwu.
The person in the queue next to him quickly made way and said to the salesperson in a conciliatory manner, "Comrade, I'm not in a hurry. Let me hang up the phone with this lady first."
The salesperson was intimidated by Jiang Yun's aura. Not daring to delay, he quickly called her, his voice timid, "Call room number one."
Before Jiang Jun turned around, he didn't forget to thank him: "Thank you!"
She thought to herself, if she had to get angry and lash out to get things done, would she have to use force when she went to Geng Pinggui to ask for help?
Chen Yuanwu ran to answer the phone: "Xiaojun? What happened?"
It wasn't Tuesday's time for the relatives' condolence call yet, and the call was made long distance from the post office. There must be something he didn't want others to know.
Jiang Jun endured the grievance and tried to speak calmly, "Lao Wu, are you free? It would be best if you could go to my dad today, right now. You must ask him everything about Jiang Yonghui."
Chen Yuanwu: "Does your father know?"
Jiang Jun: "I just called my dad, but the call was cut off after just two sentences. I'm afraid I can't explain clearly over the phone. Go and ask him quickly."
Chen Yuanwu was very alert: "Is it very important?"
Jiang Jun: "Yes, Jiang Yonghui is dead. I didn't have time to tell my dad because the call was disconnected. Go ask him."
Chen Yuanwu was very cautious: "Okay, I'll go right over there. Xiaojun, how are you over there? Are you safe? Have you gone to see Commander Xu?"
Jiang Jun gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go as soon as I put down the phone."
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