Ding Muyang is the director of the serious cases division of the Ministry of national security. Although the name is "serious cases division", the level of the unit is division level.

This is one of the several powerful departments of national security. If you can be the director of the serious cases department, you will generally have a good future.

"Brother Rui, can you tell us in detail what happened?" Xiang Feng asked.

Obviously, these night agents don't know what happened to Su Rui.

"In short, I was tricked. Things are very similar to those five years ago."

Su Rui didn't hide from these agents, and simply said the whole story.

When a dozen agents heard Su Rui say that he crashed into Yamamoto building, their eyes were full of hot eyes!

In their eyes, this is no different from idols!

The more they come into contact with some secret things, the more they don't like Toyo. These agents just heard that the headquarters building of Yamamoto group was knocked down by a plane, but they don't know who did it. Now they can see it with their own eyes. Naturally, they fall into the ground and feel relieved!

However, when they heard that Zhang Ziwei was molested by Chinese people, they immediately became very angry.

Whether special forces or special agents, they are all fighting for this country and people. However, in this society where the atmosphere is not too positive, there are always too many tragedies, similar to the bleeding of heroes on the front line and the tears behind them, which are common!

What Su Rui said is true. These words easily resonated with all the agents!

"Those five guys really deserve to be killed. They deserve to die!"

"Brother Rui, you did the right thing. If it were me, I would throw them into the sea to feed sharks!"

"Scum of society, scum of scum! Brother Rui, we support you!"

For a time, Ding Muyang's office was filled with passion and indignation.

Unimaginable changes have taken place in the trend of things. These agents seem to have forgotten how the young man in front of them just played them around in this building.

Su Rui smiled and said, "so this time, it's the same as what happened five years ago. If I insist on finding out the difference, it's that someone set a game for me behind my back, so I have to jump in even if I know it's a game."

"Brother Rui, as long as you say a word, brothers, go and deal with the people behind the scenes now! Is there any law in this society?" Xiang Feng and others were almost furious, and they had completely forgotten their position and identity.

"No." Su Rui shook his head. "Those people can take me into the Guoan building to interrogate me. There must be someone inside you who is complicit with them. This matter can't be delayed for too long, so I need to consult with your director. We are old friends."

"OK, I'll call director Ding now." Hearing the possibility of collusion inside, Xiang Feng took out his mobile phone with great dignity.

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An hour later, Ding Muyang appeared at the door of the office.

He saw Su Rui across the crowd, with a complex expression on his face.

"Director, you finally came. This time, it's obvious that someone wants to set brother Rui. You must help."

"Yes, we can't let the heroes bleed on the front line and cry when they return to the rear!"

"Director Ding, those little people will not succeed. We must find a way to help brother Rui!"

Listening to these words, Ding Muyang's face changed. He didn't look at these colleagues more, but said faintly, "I'll deal with this matter. Go back to your posts respectively."

The crowd nodded, and they also knew that some things they could not intervene in.

Just before leaving, Xiang Feng, the leader of the seventh serious case team, stood opposite Ding Muyang, gave him a deep look and said seriously, "director Ding, please, please help brother Rui find a solution."

Looking at Xiang Feng's sincere eyes, Ding Muyang's feelings in his heart became more complex, nodded and gave a sound.

After closing the door, Ding Muyang's eyes saw the broken glass on the ground, and then saw his picture.

That is a group photo of five people.

Five high spirited young men, all dressed in military uniforms, wrapped their shoulders around each other and raised their steel guns high in their hands.

In their eyes, they seem to have infinite ideals, and they seem to want to compete with God.

At that time, the sky was blue, the wind was warm, and youth was of course.

Now, yin and yang are separated, and the sky is far apart, with death and injury.

For Ding Muyang, this photo represents infinite memories. Whenever he misses the past, he will pick up the photo and have a look.

However, this photo, which means a lot to him, was lying quietly in the middle of a small pile of broken glass, and there were some scratches on the surface.

Ding Muyang squatted down, picked up the photo, gently wiped the broken glass on it, and then put it into his pocket.

"Up to now, what's the meaning of doing this?"

Su Rui sat behind his desk and sneered, "if you really cared so much about brotherhood, you wouldn't do such a thing."

Ding Muyang didn't seem to know what to say. He shook his head, walked to the front chair and sat down. He picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table, pulled out one of them and put it in his mouth. At the same time, he threw one to Su Rui.

Su Rui took it and put it on his mouth. Ding Muyang leaned over and lit it for Su Rui.

Su Rui, who almost never smokes, took a hard SIP this time.

Ding Muyang was the same. The two people took one mouthful after another, and soon finished smoking a cigarette. The whole office was already filled with smoke.

"Half and half?" Looking at a box of cigarettes, Ding Muyang put the cigarette end with only filter tip on the table and said.

Su Rui made the same move and nodded, "half and half."

In that young age, it often happened that a box of cigarettes was half smoked - whenever a comrade in arms died, they would come to the grave of his comrade in arms, and the two quietly smoked a box of cigarettes, and no one spoke.

Except for these times, Su Rui almost never smokes. He should protect his body to the greatest extent to maintain the best fighting state.

Su Rui looks at Ding Muyang. Ding Muyang looks at the table. The two people are spitting smoke. The cigarette butts are out. The whole office is already choking.

Soon, a row of cigarette butts had been erected in front of the two people.

"After smoking, do you still want to continue smoking?" Su Rui looked at Ding Muyang in the smoke, with a faint irony in his eyes.

The latter shook his head, "I've smoked enough today."

Su Rui gave him a deep look: "I don't want to smoke like this in my life."

Hearing Su Rui's words, Ding Muyang was shocked, and a look of pain flashed from the bottom of his eyes.

"Bring it."

Su Rui stretched out a hand.

"What?" Ding Muyang was stunned.

"Photos."

"This... Is mine." Ding Muyang hesitated.

"Give it to me!" Su Rui growled.

"All right." Ding Muyang took the picture of the five people from his pocket and reluctantly handed it to Su Rui.

Su Rui looked at the photo, rubbed his finger on a person's face, and said, "Li Tiesheng, could have been transferred to the local area. As a result, in the last battle before the transfer, in order to make a surprise attack from the rear of the enemy, he risked great danger to cross the minefield. Unfortunately, he stepped on a mine planted by the enemy, and the whole person was blown to pieces."

Ding Muyang did not know these things. He nodded: "at that time, I was standing more than ten meters away from him. As long as I walked another twenty meters, I could get out of that minefield."

Every time they think of this, Ding Muyang and Su Rui sigh. Sometimes, the distance between life and death is only a short 20 meters.

If you cross 20 meters, you can continue to live. If you can't cross, then heaven and man will be separated forever.

"In addition to tie Sheng, you, me, Zhao fan and Jiang Hua, the two of them have been injured and transferred for several years. Are you also out of touch with them?" When Su Rui said this, there was a cold light condensing in the bottom of his eyes.

"Zhao fan, Jiang Hua... In recent years, they have been too busy working day and night, so they have lost contact..." when saying this, Ding Muyang's expression seemed very difficult.

"Then there is no connection." Su Rui's fingers flicked this precious photo full of youth and war friendship and said, "since they are no longer in my heart, why pretend to put the photo on the table?"

With that, he picked up the lighter on the table and gently pressed it. The dazzling flame lit the photo!

Ding Muyang's expression instantly solidified and hurriedly shouted, "no!"

With that, he stretched out his hand to rob!

"You're not qualified! Get out of here!"

Su Rui was not polite. Across the table, he knocked Ding Muyang and his chair over on the ground!

Su Rui pinched a corner of the photo and watched the five figures gradually twist in the flames, and then gradually turn into fly ash, slowly floating in the air.

Ding Muyang fell to the ground, looking at the disappearing photo, his eyes were full of pain and struggle!

Su Rui hit him in the chest just now. His chest hurts, but his heart hurts even more!

This punch means that Su Rui has completely broken with him!

Su Rui didn't stand up, but blew hard - the two rows of cigarette butts on the table had been blown to the ground, and the ashes were flying, just like the passing youth.

"Anyway, if you can come after receiving the call, I won't be too desperate for you." Su Rui said.

Ding Muyang got up, helped the chair well, and sat opposite Su Rui again.

He said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect this to happen. Since your phone has called, it means that you have guessed what I did."

After a pause, he continued, "so even if I continue to pretend, it's meaningless. Even if I don't come now, you can still find me."

Hearing this, Su Rui flashed a self mocking smile at the corner of his mouth: "you unexpectedly framed me like this. Do you really think I'm dead because of this? It's really ridiculous. How can I become a comrade in arms with a hypocrite?"

Ding Muyang didn't answer, maybe his heart was more painful than Su Rui.

"How did you suspect me?" Ding Muyang's words turned. Up to now, no matter how cunning it is, it doesn't make any sense.

"Tie Sheng's child was hit by a muck truck last year. Although he was saved, his legs were amputated. Jiang Hua told you the news, but you never visited."

Su Rui's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "this is the reason why I doubt you."

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