One day later, Wang Zheng sat on the sofa, frowning at the information in his hand and muttering, "ordinary college students?" the information in Wang Zheng's hand was the young man he saw yesterday.
"Luo Yingjun, the top student of Shanzhong No. 1 middle school had hoped to enter the University for the first time. For some reasons, he dropped out of school a year ago, worked in Shanzhong group for half a year, resigned as a manager, and then went to Haitian city to enter Haitian military university."
"There's no clue about this tattoo?" Wang Zheng is still very interested in the dagger tattoo on Luo Yingjun's arm. It doesn't feel comfortable when he looks at it. He doesn't know which force it belongs to. If it's a boring tattoo, killing Wang Zheng won't believe this nonsense.
After thinking for a while, Wang Zhengcai stood up and stretched. Since he couldn't find it, he went to contact this interesting Luo Yingjun.
Back at school, Luo Yingjun has been admitted to a single apartment. To be honest, the apartment arranged by the school can definitely compare with the house of a family outside. The housing area of more than 80 square meters, TV and computers are all the best, not to mention other living supplies.
"What are you doing here?" Luo Yingjun frowned when he saw that Wang Zheng was looking for him. From the first sight of Wang Zheng yesterday, he felt danger, absolute danger, so he couldn't resist killing Wang Zheng.
"Let me talk to you. After all, you are the first student admitted by the school. Can I go in?"
Anyway, Wang Zheng is also the big boss of the school. Luo Yingjun can only nod and agree.
Sitting on the leather sofa, Wang Zheng looked at Luo Yingjun with great interest and asked, "Luo Yingjun, right? I'm curious why you can make a bomb 100%, and the highest success rate of other students is 80%. What did you do before?"
"Why, are you going to investigate me now?" Luo Yingjun raised his head and looked at Wang Zheng with a gloomy face.
Wang Zheng smiled and nodded: "if you think so, there is nothing wrong!"
Facing Wang Zheng's smile, Luo Yingjun's right hand unconsciously touched behind him.
"Don't get excited. You should understand the gap between you and me. If you don't want to be a one armed Xia, you can try to fight me." Wang Zheng didn't pay attention to Luo Yingjun's small moves. He was just a dagger. He still didn't pay attention to his current physical strength.
Hearing Wang Zheng's words, Luo Yingjun hesitated and took his hand away from the dagger. He just stared at Wang Zheng and asked, "what are you doing here?"
"It's very simple. I don't want strangers to interfere in my school. The tattoo on your shoulder makes me feel very uncomfortable. If you can honestly tell me the forces behind you and the purpose of coming here, maybe I'll consider letting you stay in school, or I'll let you eat some flesh and blood."
Originally, Wang Zheng didn't mind that all forces were involved in the school, but seeing the way old things choose students, Wang Zheng began to worry. This old thing is completely cultivating future terrorists. Wang Zheng doesn't have the habit of being checked by people.
"Sorry, I can't say my identity. If you have to know, go to Fei Xiong and he can solve your doubts." Luo Yingjun hesitated for a long time before he carried Fei Xiong out. The above order is that he can't reveal his identity, which doesn't mean that others can't.
Hearing Luo Yingjun's answer, Wang Zheng frowned and had something to do with Fei Xiong. Without guessing, he knew it was the military. What he was most worried about happened. He really let the military people sneak into the school, and the old things will be exposed. Maybe he will be surrounded by soldiers when he sleeps up one day.
"I don't catch a cold in the military. You should drop out yourself or I'll help you."
Luo Yingjun thought for a while and then said, "I know what you're worried about. You can rest assured that I won't report the current situation of the college for the time being. These students recruited by the college have backup at the headquarters. If something goes wrong, it won't be counted on you."
Wang Zheng doesn't intend to believe Luo Yingjun's nonsense. If the school is really in trouble, the military will never be willing to start on the old thing. The pot must be his own, which has destroyed the peace of the world. At that time, even the name of the gas source can't protect himself.
"You can stay in school, but you have to give me a statement. You think I'm stupid in empty words?" Wang Zheng looked at Luo Yingjun with a smile. If he agreed to stay in school, it doesn't matter. If he didn't agree, even if he caused trouble, he had to be kicked out.
Luo Yingjun just hesitated and nodded and agreed. The order given to him was to stare at President Xu to ensure that he would not spread the secret information of the general's side. The rest had nothing to do with himself. Before he came, he also consulted Wang Zheng's information. Unfortunately, he did not have the authority to investigate in his capacity. There were not many people who had no authority to investigate, The facts told him that Wang Zheng was not something he could provoke.
Holding the statement with the military steel stamp, Wang Zheng smiled. Since he didn't have to carry the pot himself, the old man would do whatever he liked. Anyway, the military wouldn't bother himself.
When Wang Zheng came out of Luo Yingjun's apartment, he went directly to Fei Xiong. Having a statement does not mean that Wang Zheng is not interested in Luo Yingjun's identity. It is absolutely not simple to cultivate an elite like Luo Yingjun.
Hearing Wang Zheng's mention of the dagger tattoo, Fei Xiong was stunned, and his eyes were full of longing.
"Sharp sword, that's the three elite special forces in China, which is specially responsible for external military operations. It is said that there are only 21 people in the whole sharp sword. Every time new people join, old people will be eliminated. Sharp sword is not simple. Even I have only heard the name from the head, and I haven't seen the specific members."
As Fei Xiong said, Wang Zheng can probably estimate how high the secrecy of the sword itself is. I'm afraid no one knows their identity except several senior military officials. This is the real special force hidden in the dark.
Wang Zheng suddenly asked about the sword. Fei Xiong looked at Wang Zheng with interest and asked excitedly, "why, does the sword want to invite you?"
Wang Zheng smiled. Although the position of sharp sword in China is not low, compared with the identity of gas source, the fool also knows which to choose.
Without Wang Zheng's answer, Fei Xiong knew it was definitely not what he should know. He consciously closed his mouth and didn't ask any more questions.
On the contrary, Wang Zheng sat on the sofa, touched his chin with a little interest and said to himself, "this sharp sword is a little interesting. We should know more about it when we have time. We should always keep 21 team members. The screening requirements are really high enough."