Chapter 213

A cemetery on the outskirts of Jinling.

The continuous spring rain lasted for several days, and the cemetery was cold and quiet.

Luo Qingqing set up a clothes tomb for Luo Cheng here. He didn't want to be seen by too many people when he chose this weather to worship. After all, all the people and things related to Ren family and Yanting are very sensitive.

Following the mossy slate, Luo leaned up the steps and walked heavily to the tombstone of Luocheng. She didn't even dare to engrave the name of Luocheng on the tombstone. On the simple tombstone, there was no photo of Luocheng. There were only two lines of simple black characters, "brother Jincheng's tomb, sister Luoqing's tomb."

The pseudonym "Jincheng" is Luo Cheng's Cheng. There is no elder brother's ashes. She only buried an armband of Luo Cheng, which was a gift from her elder brother.

She was still an orphan that year. She lived in an orphanage. The living conditions in the orphanage were not good. She could not eat enough and wear warm clothes. Because she was small and thin, she was often bullied by others. She could only eat a meal in two days.

One day, she was so hungry that she ran out of the orphanage over the wall and found a piece of moldy bread in the garbage can by the side of the road. She was very happy.

When crossing the road, she didn't even notice the jeep. Fortunately, the men who drove the jeep were well-trained, which didn't lead to the tragedy.

Later things, enough to affect her life, the man pitied her, promised that she would go to the orphanage to pick her up, Luo did not believe that there would be such a good person in the world, the man laughed, took off the armband on his arm and put it into her hand, he firmly told her that the soldiers always believed.

That man is Luo Cheng.

Later, she followed his surname, and he named her Qing Qing, the Qing of the country and the city.

Luo Qingqing came to the tombstone. She was a little stunned. There was a bunch of elegant white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone. At first, she thought she had gone wrong. She didn't accept this fact until she confirmed the inscription on the tombstone.

Just, who will come to see my brother? No one else knows about her setting up a burial place for her brother.

Maybe it's the wrong delivery? Luo poured himself out of reason.

She moved the bunch of white chrysanthemums to one side and put a bunch of flowers in the middle.

Then, she lit a cigarette and put it in front of the tombstone, "brother, I've come to see you again. Your miss Ren has been discharged, and her injury is no longer serious. She was not sent to Xishan sanatorium. Muqiqi made a house for her in the suburb. She is very good now. I've met Mu Qiqi. Now she's in and out with a lot of people. I can't get close to her, let alone Jin Yu. Brother, tell me, what can I do to avenge you? "

Luo leaned down, leaned her head against the tombstone, rubbed her eyes with tears, and crossed the cold stone tablet with her palm. Suddenly, she felt that she had touched something, like a scratch. She looked at it carefully, and the shallow scratch was like a mark made by a stone, and the scribble could be discerned vaguely. It said, "let go of hatred.".

Lotti almost bounced, "who? Who has been here? "

**

Peach garden.

In the cloakroom, there are two suitcases on the ground.

"Honey, what's the weather like in London tomorrow?" Mu Qiqi asked.

"Six to twelve degrees, three southwest winds, showers, partial cloudy." Jin Yu's voice came from outside the cloakroom.

Sometimes Mu Qiqi can't help but wonder what Jin Yu's brain is made of. It seems that there are no questions that can hold him. The speed of answering questions is comparable to that of search engines. It's more convenient to ask him directly than to take out a mobile phone for half a day.

Jin Si Mu didn't know when he stood at the door of the cloakroom.

"Ma Ma, where are you going?"

"Mom and dad are going to the UK to participate in the global security summit forum, and they will be back in three days. Baye will be good in Yiyuan..."

Before Muqiqi finished, Jin simu interrupted, "I'm going too!"

Er... Last time, it seems that she did promise her son that she would take him with her next visit. But this time, instead of going on holiday, she really has business to do!

"Eight ye..." Muqiqi quickly organized the language, thinking about how not to hurt him.

But unexpectedly, the little guy spoke first, "in fact, it's ok if I don't go."

"Eighth master, mother knows that you are the most obedient and sensible!" Muqiqi came forward and hugged him.

"But Small Si Mu continues to say, "you want to promise me a condition."

"What conditions?" Muqiqi thought that she would agree to even one hundred conditions.

"Give me a sister!" Jin Si Mu narrowed his small eyes, "so they will hurt my sister and won't bother me."

Er... Jin Yu hasn't talked about her daughter for some time. This time, this little guy came to ask her for help.

Are boys born to be sisters?

"All right! I promise you Muqiqi should at least stabilize the little guy's mood first.

But didn't expect, small division Mu hook small finger, "hemp pull hook!"

"Hook." Muqiqi's bitter smile, this little thing is a human essence.

"If you don't give me a sister, you must take me with you next time you go out!" Jin Si Mu held up her small face.

"Good..." Muqiqi felt that he fell into the pit?

Small division Mu turns round, holding up a small head, taking the small step of success to go out.

Muqiqi follows him and sees Sima run to Jin Yu's side. He climbs up the sofa and sits down beside Jin Yu. He learns from Jin Yu and sits down with one leg up.

"Baba, I've finished what you taught me. Promise to send me to Paris and pick me up when you're done!" It's a negotiating tone.

Jin Yu flipped the newspaper and said, "good!"

"Jin Yu!" Muqi roared.

Seeing that his mother was angry, Jin Sima slipped his black eyes, jumped off the sofa and ran away with a sound. Anyway, his wish had been achieved.

Jin Yu put down the newspaper, looked up at her, and saw Muqiqi standing there with his hands pinching his waist, his delicate cheeks bulging.

Mu Qiqi was even more angry when he saw Jin Yu's successful face.

Jin Yu came up to her and said, "I'm playing with Si mu. Anyway, if you promise him or not, I'll send him to Paris."

Muqiqi blinks. In fact, she is not so angry. She just sees the collusion between father and son, and feels that she is betrayed by her "little lover". She is a little uncomfortable, no! It's very uncomfortable!

Muqiqi leaned his head on his shoulder and said softly, "in fact, when I was in Jinman, I thought I was going to die. What I regret most is that I didn't give you a daughter."

"Is it?" Jin Yu doted on the smile, "when you were unconscious on the plane, I always told you, baby, you must wake up, you still owe me a daughter!"

"No wonder I've had tinnitus for several days. It's all from you!" Muqi choked him.

It's clear that he was stabbed in the eardrum by gunfire. Now it's all his fault. Jin Yu smiles and doesn't refute.

"I've even figured out our daughter's name." Jin Yuwei hooked his lips and looked forward to it.

"What's your name?" Mu Qiqi is curious.

"Siqi, take the homonym of your character" Qi ". Qi also means good luck."

"Jin Siqi..." Muqiqi repeated softly, as if it was very nice.

When she first named the eighth master, Jin Yu said it was a homonym of "Si Mu". Now Si Qi is a homonym of "Si Qi". She just felt inexplicably moved.

"But what if it's twins? Can't both be called sikhi? " Muqiqi has a headache. Who let her name be reduplicated? I used to think it was nice, but now I suddenly feel in trouble.

"Yeah... I haven't thought about that yet." For a moment, Jin Yu was also puzzled.

Muqiqi was like discovering that it was a new world. "I finally asked you! Aren't you very good? Don't you know everything? Ha ha ha! You have today, too

Tongling like laughter rippling in the warm cloakroom.

The girl's delicate face has no trace of years, her bright eyes are curved with laughter, clear as a lake, clean without any impurities.

Once upon a time, he only felt that it was the most important thing for him to guard her growing up and witness her maturity. But now, he suddenly felt that the carefree laughter of guarding her was the most successful thing for him.

**

London.

When the plane landed at Heathrow International Airport, it was raining in London. This city, which is said to rain for half a year, deserves its reputation.

Rain, often bring depression, but in this city, rain is not offensive, unrestrained rain washed every corner of the city, but also added a bit of heritage and mystery.

Stepping off the plane, Jin Yu hugs her in his arms and holds up an umbrella for her thoughtfully.

Surprisingly, the airport is a little quiet, without a long red carpet and a welcoming team. Everything is quiet. This should not be the specification of the premier's visit. It can even be said that this is a very serious diplomatic accident.

Mu Qiqi looks at Jin Yu in doubt and asks, "don't the British know you're here?"

"Of course I do." Jin Yu hooked his lips and looked at her fondly.

"Then why didn't anyone come to pick you up?" Mu Qiqi asked.

"I did." Jin Yu answered lightly.

"Why?" Muqiqi is not reconciled. She thinks it's a pity that she wanted to go back to the red carpet with her custom-made suit.

The special car that came to pick up the plane was parked next to the plane. On the outside, it was no different from the ordinary luxury car. Until he got in, Muqiqi found that it was different.

The Royal logo and luxurious interior decoration everywhere remind the owner of the car of his noble identity.

It seems that the British officials did not lower the standard of reception because of Jin Yu's low-key visit. Only when they thought about it like this, did Mu Qiqi feel at ease. After all, they came on behalf of their country, and all their experiences represented the national honor. They were not careless at all.

Muqiqi feels funny. Unconsciously, she seems to have contracted an occupational disease called "Diplomat".

When she was a child, she often heard her father say that "national honor is higher than personal interests". At that time, she did not understand it. She only thought it was a slogan. Only after her own experience, she realized that it was a sense of mission and responsibility that had been integrated into her blood.

This is Muqiqi's first visit to London. His eyes are full of curiosity.

Along the way, she looked out of the window, London in the rain, other vicissitudes, ancient buildings washed by the years, and places of interest that frequently appear in the world's geography, were flashing past her window one by one.

Jin Yu will point to a lot of buildings and tell her the history there.

What kind of royal palace is there? What kind of museum is there? What kind of high-quality products are stored in it? What kind of historical events that shocked the world happened there

It seems that everything in this city is clear in his heart. Anyway, Muqiqi is used to it. This man is a living encyclopedia, and there is nothing he doesn't know.

Finally, the car drove into a blue and white building area. Standing straight at the door, soldiers saluted when they saw the Royal car coming.

Jin Yu got out of the car and held up his umbrella. Then he welcomed Mu Qiqi from the car.

It's very quiet around. There are no people. Muqiqi can even hear the rain beating on the lake.

"Where is this?" Mu Qiqi asked.

Jin Yu looked at her and said, "British secret intelligence agency, also known as MI6."

Muqiqi raised her hand to cover her lips, which could not be closed because of her astonishment, "m... MI6? 007？ Is Mrs. m in there? What about James Bond? "

For a moment, she was a little like a little fan who finally got what she wanted.

Jin Yu frowned slightly, "baby, I've seen too many movies!"

Muqiqi still asked, "are all the people in this room secret agents? Are those cool weapons real? Does 007 have a prototype? "

It was not until an English gentleman in suit and shoes came down the steps that Muqiqi had to stop.

"Hello! Mr. Jin The gentlemanly middle-aged man speaks the standard London accent.

"Hello! Mr. ball Jin Yu responded to the greeting and said, "this is my wife, Muqiqi! Seven seven! Director of British intelligence, Mr. ball! "

"Mrs. M's boss..." Muqiqi said excitedly, then extended his right hand and said in English, "Hello, Mr. Bohr!"

Mr. Bohr, a gentleman, gave a hand kiss and praised, "Mrs. Jin, you are really beautiful!"

"Thank you Muqiqi's polite response.

After a brief greeting, Mr. ball led the way and the party entered the building.

Entering the building, Mu Qiqi suddenly felt disappointed. The internal structure of the building was no doubt ordinary, and the people inside looked ordinary. It was difficult to connect them with those omnipotent agents.

It's just that the security here is really tight. Every time you walk a certain distance, you have to identify yourself. When you get to the destination, Muqiqi can't remember how many times he has been scanned by those instruments.

When passing through the last door, Mr. Bohr signaled that only Jin Yu could enter after the door, even Muqiqi had to wait outside.

WOW! Do you want to be so mysterious, Muqiqi murmurs in his heart.

"Baby, wait for me here." After that, Jin Yu followed Mr. Bohr into the gate.

When they went in, Muqiqi began to look at the surrounding environment. On the door where Jin Yu had just entered, she saw a line of English, which translated into "first level confidential room".

She knows that "first-class confidential room" means top secret, and the files in it will be permanently sealed by this country. There is no unsealing period, and they will never be released to the public.

This also shows that Jin Yu did not enter the confidential room as an official, and Britain would never share the secrets of their country with the top management of another country.

It can only show that Jin Yu came here as a private person. When he thought of Jin Yu hiding his visit in such a low-key way this time, was it also for the purpose of coming here?

What was the thing he wanted to see when he went in? Muqiqi thinks hard, but Jin Yu's mind, she never seems to guess through, he is a profound person!

After waiting for an hour, Muqiqi almost fell asleep sitting on the chair beside her. For security, she handed in her mobile phone when she entered the door. Now she can't do anything. It's boring.

Finally, the door opened and Jin Yu came out with a dignified face.

"I hope these can help you!" Mr. ball said to him.

Jin Yu nodded slightly, but said nothing.

Jin Yu took Mu Qiqi's hand and said with a smile, "let's go!"

"Well!" Muqiqi finally took his hand.

All the way, he held back his doubts until he got on the bus. There was no outsider, and the driver was situ Chen, who was Jin Yu's confidant. Mu Qiqi asked Jin Yu curiously, "husband, what did you see when you went in?"

Jin Yu held her hand in both hands for a long time before he replied, "I went to see some information about that year, about your mother."

The smile on Muqiqi's face was stiff, and the curiosity in his eyes was gone. Instead, he was deeply sad and shocked.

In Britain, there are files related to her mother at that time, and they are top secret. This is obviously a big deal.

"What does it say?" Mu Qiqi asked, her voice, her body, are unable to restrain the shaking.

Jin Yu looked relaxed and said, "in fact, there is no special information. I just saw a few names, which may be related to the people who attacked the safe house in those years."

"Who are they? Can we find them? Is it possible to find out my mother's whereabouts by finding them? " Muqiqi was very excited.

For a long time, Jin Yu nodded.

He couldn't bear to tell him that the first agent among those people was Daniel Williams, who was called bloodthirsty maniac. He killed countless people, and no one survived in his hands.

He couldn't bear to tell her that her mother was probably no longer in the world.

Such a fact is too cruel for mu Qiqi.

Muqiqi was immersed in the joy full of hope for a long time. Suddenly, she took Jin Yu's arm and asked him, "husband! How did you get them to show you that information? "

"In exchange, to be precise." Jin Yu said faintly.

It is obvious that Jin Yu used his diplomatic power to exchange some intelligence with the British side, which is obviously of great value.

"Husband..." Muqiqi choked a little, "is it worth it?"

In fact, it's not an equivalent exchange to exchange national information about the whereabouts of his mother. As premier Jin Yu, he can't fail to measure the value of it. Mu Qiqi knows that all this is for her.

Jin Yu held her in his arms, kissing away the tears on her cheek and firmly said, "it's worth it."

That night, Muqiqi sleeps sweetly in Jin Yu's arms. In her dream, she seems to have met her mother. Her mother is still the same as before. Her mother holds her and gently calls her Qiqi, one after another.

**

The next day, the city of London suddenly cleared up, just like Muqiqi's beautiful mood.

Originally, she thought she had got up early enough, but found that Jin Yu got up earlier than her.

Walking out of bed, through the semi transparent curtain of the hotel, she saw Jin Yu standing on the balcony with a noble man behind him holding a cup of exquisite bone china coffee cup. The white shirt reflected the golden light in the morning light, like a God's halo, as if he was a god pointed out by God. No, he was a God, her male god.

Muqiqi opened the curtain and went up quietly, but before he came near, Jin Yu turned back with a warm smile on his lips, "baby, wake up?"

Mu Qiqi chuckled, as if her attack had never been successful. She even doubted whether Jin Yu had a pair of eyes on the back of his head.

Jin Yu has already ordered breakfast. When Muqiqi comes out of the bath, delicate dishes have been set on the table.

After breakfast, Muqiqi went to change her clothes. She chose a white lace shirt from the wardrobe, matched with a white wide legged pants, and a lake green silk windbreaker. The collar was designed with cheongsam buckle, full of Chinese style elements, and the cut was unique.

Jin Yu comes forward, Mu Qiqi takes out a tie of the same color as her windbreaker from the wardrobe and hands it to him.

"Thank you, baby!" Jin Yu took it.

"You're welcome. I'll make the leftovers from my clothes for you! It's not worth the money Muqiqi smiles triumphantly.

Jin Yu

Can you stop being so straightforward? However, only to pick up what she left behind, he not only did not dislike it, but also felt happy.

After dressing up, Muqiqi walked out of the hotel with Jin Yu's arm in his arm. The moment he walked out of the revolving door, Muqiqi felt the diplomatic courtesy of great power diplomacy.

The luxury cars stretching for tens of meters are in line, the officials are standing in line, and nearly a hundred world-famous media are waiting. This is Jin Yu's first official visit since he took office, which is bound to attract the attention of all parties in the world.

Muqiqi's hand on Jin Yu's arm trembled.

Jin Yu felt her nervousness. He seemed to hold her hand casually to hide her uneasiness. He whispered in her ear, "I'm not embarrassed to wear a tie made of waste. What's the shame of my baby wearing such a beautiful one?"

"Poof A, Mu Qi Qi didn't restrain, was amused by him, her smiling eyes looked at him, whispered, "because you have thick skin!"

In this way, all the tension was resolved by his two words.

The media, who do not know the situation, can not hear what they are saying. They just see a pair of lovers who look at each other affectionately. Where they stand seems to be a scenery.

Where they appear, there will never be less flashlights.

**

London parliament building, banquet hall.

Before the formal start of the summit, political leaders from all countries gathered here to hold a short reception.

As a new leader in the political arena, Jin Yu is naturally surrounded by all kinds of congratulations. Some old friends come to congratulate him, and some unfamiliar people come to inquire about the truth.

In short, after a wave of people left, Muqiqi felt that her face was going to be stiff with laughter.

For the first time, she felt that laughing was more exhausting than crying.

In the distance, a tall European and American man came. His tall height, strong body, upright posture and dignified manner gave people the first impression that he must have come from the military.

Because of his uncle's relationship, Muqiqi had seen too many generals since he was a child. They all had a temperament that could not be explained or hidden.

He and Jin Yu greet each other. The conversation involves military affairs and national security. Mu Qiqi nods slightly. It seems that she guesses right. This man is really a soldier.

When he left, Mu Qiqi looked at Jin Yu and asked, "husband, who is he?"

"Daniel Williams, director of the national defense and security agency of a country."

"Is he from country a?" Mu Qiqi's face suddenly changed. For country a, she is particularly sensitive now, and even has a kind of hatred.

Jin Yu nodded and continued to tell her, "he graduated from West Point and served in the US Army special forces. He has been a member of the National Defense Agency for 20 years. More than 10 years ago, he lurked in France as a secret agent, collected a lot of intelligence for country a, made great contributions, and achieved his status today. "

"More than a decade ago? France? That is to say, he knew about my mother back then? " Muqiqi is more and more excited.

"Maybe." Jin Yu didn't give her a positive answer, although he knew that Williams was the planner and executor of that event.

"You know him so well, why don't you ask him where my mother is?" Mu Qiqi asked him.

Jin Yu pursed her lips and looked at her, "Qiqi, some things can never be seen, just like those files, you know, I know, although they exist, it doesn't mean that we can talk about them openly and without scruple."

Muqiqi couldn't calm his emotions. "Why do you know him so well? How happy is the conversation? "

Jin Yu rubbed her little head, "this is politics."

"Hypocrisy!" In the language of Muqiqi.

Jin Yu Ling Rui's eyes seem to be inadvertently swept over everyone present, then looked at Xiang Mu Qi Qi, squeezed her pouted mouth and said: "everyone here is wearing a mask, so no one is not hypocritical."

"I'm not hypocritical!" Muqiqi glanced at him and added, "you are the most hypocritical!"

It's hard for her to understand how Jin Yu can talk and laugh with a senior intelligence officer of an opposite country without embarrassment. This man is too deep in the city.

**

The three-day trip to Britain successfully completed the task.

More than an hour's flight, the plane landed in Paris, the city she was very familiar with.

At the airport, Jin simu was wearing a black tuxedo and a look like a kid in charge, waiting there.

"Ma Ma, Ba Ba, welcome home!" It's childish and soft.

Muqiqi goes down the steps and runs to his son. The little guy has been in France for three days. Although he has been taken care of by a special person, there is Sophie in the castle, and simu is not worried about food and drink, she is always worried.

Now, she saw the little guy appear in front of her. She didn't recognize her life and was not cowardly. She seemed to have a good life. Suddenly, she had a feeling that her eighth master really grew up.

"Eighth master, do you miss your mother?" Mu Qiqi asked.

Jin Si Mu shriveled mouth, "didn't have time to think."

Mu Qiqi

What a son!

"I've been a little sad lately." Small Si Mu a pair of lost appearance, "Lisa sister unexpectedly don't know me!"

"Poof At that time, Muqiqi often took simu to a park to play. In the park, they met a beautiful French mother and daughter. The baby girl named Lisa was like a Barbie doll. She was very beautiful.

"When you came back, Lisa was only seven months old. Of course she won't remember you." Muqi said with a smile.

"But I remember her!" Jin Si Mu felt hard to understand, "I still remember that she liked to play in that park, but she didn't remember me! I took her hand and she cried! "

Interesting! Looking at his depressed little expression, Mu Qiqi felt that her eighth Master seemed to be "lovelorn".

Muqiqi is thinking about how to comfort him, so as not to hurt his young heart. Unexpectedly, the little guy continues to say: "Nana is much more fun than her. She also likes to eat the pineapple crisp I gave her."

"Who's Nana?" Mu Qiqi has a black face. It seems that her baby son is not idle at all these three days.

"I met in the park! I hate crying girls. Nana doesn't cry. She's good There is a trace of appreciation in the young appearance.

Muqiqi gave a dry smile, got up, took the little guy's hand and walked forward. Her son didn't need comfort at all.

Muqiqi looked at Jin Yu and asked, "who does your son look like when he is so playful?"

"It's not me anyway." Jin Yu snorted coldly.

From beginning to end, he has been very single-minded.

Mu Qiqi bit his lips, thought about it, and muttered: "my first love is too early. I only like Fu Mingming in our kindergarten when I was five years old, and I only like the monitor of our class when I was in the first grade. When I was in the third grade, I thought the captain of the junior high school basketball team was very handsome..."

Some seven serious count, but ignored one side, someone jealous face has dark clouds cover the sky.