Seeing Song Dapeng leaving, Lao Zhang could no longer suppress the pain in his heart and cried loudly.
"Dapeng, Dapeng..."
The cry is like a cuckoo weeping blood, it is like complaining and weeping, it makes you cry when you hear it, and it makes you sad when you hear it.
He was so painful and entangled that he hugged Dapeng and cried loudly. The pain made him, who had always been calm, cry loudly.
Xiao Shunzi, who was guarding the door outside, and Qin Yuxiang, who was cooking, were stunned when they heard the crying coming from the house. They put down their things, opened the door and ran into the house.
Then he saw Lao Zhang sitting and hugging Song Dapeng, crying in pain, but Dapeng had already fallen into a pool of blood, and his body was still in Lao Zhang's arms.
Lao Zhang fell to the ground and didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not. He just cried loudly and didn't care about Qin Yuxiang who came in.
Qin Yuxiang glanced at Lao Zhang, who was holding Song Dapeng's body, and frowned slightly. After all, Dapeng was dead now, and Lao Zhang was like this.
But she was not a person who made decisions easily, so she watched the scene carefully.
In the end, he sighed helplessly and realized that Song Dapeng did it himself.
Song Dapeng obviously had this idea when he pushed her away just now. He didn't expect that something like this would happen less than three minutes after she left.
"Comrade Dapeng, why don't you do this? I'm still thinking of a way. Really, I'm still thinking of a way."
"At the latest around midnight, I will get some news, but why don't you do this? Aren't you setting Lao Zhang and me up for injustice? How can we explain this to the organization?"
Qin Yuxiang thought of the consequences before and after. She already knew the cause and effect, and let out a long sigh.
Making such a choice, she could only have infinite respect for Song Dapeng. As an old party member, no less senior than Song Dapeng, if it were herself, she would make the same choice.
But when he saw his comrade doing this, his heart felt like a huge stone, almost making him breathless, and tears flowed down unconsciously.
In the haziness, I recalled Song Dapeng's serious face when they met just now, but with a skeptical attitude, but when they met, there was excitement on his face, especially when he confirmed the identity of the other person, that kind of heartfelt joy, even if
But she still remembers it clearly now.
Qin Yuxiang has also experienced the joy of meeting her comrades as if she were a relative, the joy that comes from the heart.
After all, the joy that comes from the heart cannot be concealed no matter how hard you try.
But it had only been two or three hours, and the world was far apart.
Tears slowly wet her chest, which made her at a loss what to say.
"Old Zhang, we have serious business now. We cannot let Comrade Song Dapeng go in vain. We don't have much time. We must remember his existence. When the matter is over, we will jointly request the organization for punishment."
She wiped her eyes. After all, during the course of the feature film, she had seen too many such separations between life and death.
Although she was sad, she quickly realized that this was not the time to cry, but to fulfill Song Dapeng's legacy, take out the information, and then send it to the organization. One more minute would put the organization in danger.
If you do nothing now and just cry, Song Dapeng's death will become worthless.
Lao Zhang also understood this matter. He wiped away his tears directly. Only then did he react. He couldn't help but glance at Qin Yuxiang. After all, at this time, she could accurately judge what happened before and after, and she also asked for a joint request for punishment.
.
Even he can't compare to this kind of calmness.
Facing Qin Yuxiang, who was more than ten years younger than herself, for the first time, a hint of admiration arose in her heart.
"Um!"
He also wiped the tears on his face with the sleeves of his clothes, and his voice was still choked, as if there was endless depression weighing on his heart.
"Xiao Qin, you and Shunzi go to Comrade Zhang Song to prepare some shrouds. I can't do anything else, but you can still buy him a thin coffin."
Qin Yuxiang shook her head and said to Xiao Shunzi beside her: "Shunzi, go buy it, I'll accompany Lao Zhang!"
Qin Yuxiang naturally knew what Lao Zhang was going to do, but she still couldn't bear it, but at this time, she had to complete the task no matter how difficult it was. It was a matter of life and death for tens of thousands of people.
Two days ago, it was originally sent out two days ago, but it has been delayed for two days. It was because of a problem on the road that Song Dapeng's supervisor put the information on the ship in order to escape the pursuit of the agents. As a result, this
delay.
Who can be blamed for this? The only one to blame is the secret service.
Now they can't blame anyone, they can only sigh longly.
Half an hour later, Zhang Tianhao's hands were covered in blood. He was holding a film wrapped in plastic that was larger than his thumb. He was sitting in the blood in pain.
Qin Yuxiang had already picked up her needle and thread to do the last thing for her comrades.
Likewise, her tears had long since dried up. Even when she was doing the last thing, her voice was still choked with sobs.
"Comrade Dapeng, have a good journey!"
When Xiao Shunzi came back, Lao Zhang's eyes were swollen from crying, but now he did not complain at all, but turned his attention to Comrade Qin Yuxiang.
"Xiao Qin, you go first!"
Lao Zhang uttered a sentence in his hoarse voice. Although he couldn't bear it, it still had the slightest trembling.
Qin Yuxiang also knew that she had more important things to do, so she nodded, took off her bloody clothes, walked to the door, put on the shoes she had prepared, and walked outside with Zhao Long and Zhao Hu.
"By the way, Lao Zhang, calm down. I'll come back in the afternoon and we'll see him off together for the last time."
'good!'
Qin Yuxiang immediately said hello to Zhao Long and Zhao Hu, and then walked towards the concession.
"Aaron, do you know the young master's contact information?"
'I'm sorry, I don't know how to contact the young master. But he said that if you really need to find him, let the light in the room be turned on at night. If he finds out, he will come over. But the young master's side
There are too many things going on, and we don't know when the young master will leave us.'
"Oh, you came this way, didn't you just come to see us?"
"I don't know, madam. You also know that the young master will definitely come to see you when he has time. The problem is that this month, the young master comes to see you at the beginning of the month. He is not free at other times."
"Yeah!" That's indeed the case. I came to see her at the beginning of last month and never had time to see her again.
"By the way, let's hurry up. We also leave early and come back early!"
The three of them went directly to the side of the road. Zhao Long and Zhao Hu each rode a bicycle, while Qin Yuxiang sat directly on the seat behind Zhao Hu's car.
As Zhao Hu pedaled the bicycle vigorously, he quickly rushed towards the direction of Petain Road in the concession.
"Ahu, please push harder, time is really tight."
"Okay, madam, it's just that the speed is already very fast. Really, it's a bit difficult to go faster." Zhao Hu stepped hard, he had already used his full strength. But Qin Yuxiang still disliked the slow speed.
"Madam, please stay with me. I'll pedal harder for a while, and A-Hu and I will take turns carrying you. You should be home soon." Zhao Long on the side immediately said loudly.
"That's okay!"
Terrified, she jumped out of the car, sat behind Zhao Long's car and continued running towards home.