Mo Shangyun knew everything he needed to know.

Su Bei didn't say much.

She sent Mo Shangjun to the first team office building.

"He should be in the office. You go and talk. Duan Zimu and I have something to talk about," Su Bei said.

Mo Shangjun said yes, then took the folder and went upstairs.

As soon as her figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs, Duan Zimu appeared in a raincoat.

He walked behind Su Bei. The plastic rain hat could not protect him from the heavy raindrops, and the rain splashed directly on his face.

"how is she?"

After looking at the direction of the stairs, Duan Zimu turned his head and asked Su Bei.

Su Bei tilted the umbrella back, and the view in front became clearer. She said, "I'm calmer than you think."

"It seems so." Duan Zimu nodded slightly.

"But it's normal," Su Beidao said, "She is the leader of the team. If anyone fails, she cannot fail."

When they heard that Yan Tianxing was missing, those who knew the relationship between Mo Shangyun and Yan Tianxing immediately worried about Mo Shangyun.

No one said anything, but they all watched silently.

However, after the past two days, Mo Shangyun has become calmer than expected.

There is no collapse in front of people, and it remains the same behind people.

Except not sleeping, everything goes on as usual. Three meals a day, normal inspections, processing documents, normal meetings...

When she does something, she is still so serious and does not do it half-heartedly.

The feeling is the same as usual.

But it is very obvious and makes people feel different from before.

When she is focused on doing things, she will not tell you jokes, and it is difficult to feel the usual relaxed atmosphere around her.

This is understandable.

"She's like this." Duan Zimu's eyes were filled with heaviness and helplessness.

"You can pretend as much as you can," Su Beidao said. "You can pretend to be nonchalant at times like this, but in fact you are more scared than anyone else."

Duan Zimu asked suddenly: "Don't you say she can't collapse?"

Su Bei raised his eyebrows, "Aren't we still there to support you?"

Water splashed into his eyes, which were cool and moist. Duan Zimu stared at Su Bei twice, and finally twitched his lips, "She wants to save face."

"..."

Su Bei cannot refute this reason.

After a while, Su Bei asked: "If Yan Tianxing is really...will you..."

"Won't."

Before she could finish speaking, Duan Zimu gave an affirmative answer.

Su Bei then asked: "Aren't you still concerned about people?"

"Yan Tianxing is my captain."

"Were you also abducted by Yan Tianxing?"

"No." Duan Zimu said, "If Yan Tianxing is fine, it's easy to talk about it. Yan Tianxing really has something wrong, and it can't be justified based on emotion and reason."

Although I don't know what the quarrel between Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing is, the relationship between them is definitely not broken, and anyone with a discerning eye will know the tacit understanding between the two at a glance.

If something like that happened to Yan Tianxing this time, he would be a unique existence among Mo Shangyun.

It would be pointless to get involved at this time.

Su Bei nodded and glanced at Duan Zimu in surprise.

The ideological consciousness is quite high.

People who have received military education and baptism are indeed different.

"How long can the armed police hold on?" Duan Zimu asked.

"Just hold on for two or three days." Su Bei said, then raised his eyes to the hazy sky and muttered, "The weather has never gotten better."

The weather is too bad.

Especially in mountainous areas with complex terrain.

Just walking in such a place in such weather is a test for them, and accidents are very likely to happen, not to mention searching day and night.

It is too difficult to operate.

However, once the armed police stop searching and Yan Tianxing has no clues, it will be the same as calling Yan Tianxing to the end.

Duan Zimu's eyes darkened slightly and he said nothing.

*

Mo Shangjun arrived at the second floor.

This was not the first time I went to Bu Yirong's office. I was already familiar with the road, but I had to pass by Yan Tianxing's office on the way.

The corridor was full of water, with water falling from umbrellas, raincoats and shoes. The continuous heavy rain had left the ground dry.

The sound of military boots hitting the ground was very steady.

She lowered her head and glanced at her toes, her eyes touching the water on the ground, and then quickly looked back.

She rarely lowers her head when walking because it would make her look timid.

She was looking forward now, her steps neither light nor heavy. But when she passed by the door of Yan Tianxing's office, she paused slightly and took a look inside.

The door was unlocked. She had entered easily when she came a few days ago. Now the door was not closed tightly, or it was blown open by the wind. There was a small crack in the door. Through that narrow crack, she could

I saw a desk and office chair, a neat and clean desktop, a computer, and documents spread out in the air and turned over a few pages, as if the owner got up to get a glass of water and would be back soon.

Slightly startled, a suppressed emotion seemed to rise and fall uncontrollably. Mo Shangyun restrained himself and looked back.

When passing by this office, Mo Shangjun lowered his head.

Although when she was outside Bu Yirong's office, she had already returned to her usual appearance.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Two fingers bent together opened the door.

"Please come in."

Bu Yirong's voice was gentle and gentle.

Mo Shangjun pushed open the door and entered.

Bu Yirong, who had just answered the phone, raised his eyes and looked at Mo Shangyun. Not surprisingly, he paused and his eyes fell on the open door behind her, "Close the door."

Under normal circumstances, gay men and lesbians need to keep a distance, and the office door will not be closed easily.

But there are exceptions.

Especially on GS9.

Everyone's relationship is as clear as a mirror, especially in a relatively open atmosphere like GS9, so they won't care about this.

Mo Shangyun immediately closed the door.

First, Mo Shangyun was asked to sit down on the sofa. Bu Yirong turned around and poured two glasses of water, then handed a glass of water to her before sitting down.

Mo Shangjun took a sip of water, glanced across his bookshelf lightly, and said, "Your collection is really rich."

This group of tough guys who are supposed to be marching and fighting, have a cultural accomplishment beyond their status, especially Bu Yirong and Ji Zhou, the two collection giants of the GS9 team. Ji Zhou likes to collect stones, and Bu Yirong likes to collect calligraphy and paintings.

Oh, since Ruan Yan came here, he has successfully become one of them. As long as he finds it interesting, he will search for anything. Of course, the source is a member of the first team.

It is said that it has now been extended to the entire GS9. A week ago, it seemed that a certain tank ornament belonging to Gong Xin was deceived. I heard that it was a collector's edition.

Bu Yirong glanced at the newly added wood carvings on the bookshelf and said with a smile: "This is a gift from Su Su."

It was a wooden Ruyi, made of mahogany, and he had to let him put it out.

All I can say is that Su Bei’s preferences are hard to describe.

"oh."

Mo Shangyun nodded with a meaningful expression.

Susu...

Really Su.

"How is Mu Cheng's situation?" Mo Shangyun changed the topic appropriately.

She didn't come here to hear about Su Bei and Bu Yirong's love affairs.
To be continued...