The leader is my girlfriend

After returning to the hotel, Zhang Yanjun brought Zhang Lei and Zhang Sen to the door, ready to have a good talk with Wang Yiming. If it was confirmed that Wang Yiming had defected to the enemy, then the fate waiting for him would be to die of illness due to acclimatization, or die suddenly in a foreign land.

Zhang Yanjun said solemnly, "Comrade Wang Yiming, I have a few questions that I would like to discuss with you in depth."

Wang Yiming was about to go downstairs to the restaurant. After hearing his words, he suggested,

"Comrade Yanjun, can we talk while we eat? I've been busy since this morning and haven't even had time to drink a sip of water."

However, Zhang Yanjun refused without hesitation, "Comrade Wang Yiming, I'm afraid it's not convenient."

Looking at Zhang Yanjun who was so serious and earnest...Okay, whatever you want to talk about, just chat about whatever you want! As long as you're happy.

Wang Yiming shrugged helplessly and expressed his willingness to cooperate in answering questions.

After entering the room, Zhang Yanjun raised a series of questions.

"How did you get to know Viscount Jordan?

When and where did you first meet?

What exactly happened at that time?

Why would he take the initiative to invite you to dinner and help you with the negotiations?

Do you have any plans or arrangements to meet again later?"

At the beginning, Wang Yiming naively thought that these were just questions raised by Zhang Yanjun out of personal curiosity, so he didn't take them too seriously.

But as the following questions were thrown out one after another, and looking at the postures of several people, the relaxed smile on Wang Yiming's face disappeared without a trace...

"Comrade Zhang Yanjun, what exactly are you doubting about?" Wang Yiming frowned, his face full of confusion and speechlessness.

Zhang Yanjun stared at Wang Yiming with a serious expression, "I suspect your faith has begun to waver, so I must find out the truth."

Wang Yiming was very surprised and asked, "Is it because I know Jordan?"

Zhang Yanjun nodded, speculating solemnly, "He's a viscount, and yet you saved him when most people wouldn't have the chance to meet him. This is the biggest problem. Comrade Wang Yiming, please answer my questions truthfully."

Although Wang Yiming was furious, he also understood that the other party was acting out of caution. Since you want to know, then he should explain it! But as for whether they believe it or not, that's up to them.

Ten minutes passed, and Wang Yiming finally finished the whole story... As expected, the three people sitting opposite him all showed astonishment after listening to it. Obviously, this answer was completely beyond their expectations.

After a long while, Zhang Yanjun stammered to confirm, "You just said... you saved him while he was wearing women's clothing? And then everything he did was to thank you?"

Wang Yiming nodded without hesitation and responded, "Yes, that's it."

Zhang Yanjun then pressed on, "Since you knew such an important secret of his, why didn't he choose to kill you?"

Wang Yiming widened her eyes and retorted, "...Why would he want to kill me? I don't pose any threat to him." I even became his confidant and best friend in disguise!

Zhang Yanjun snorted coldly and responded coldly, "The reason is simple, because only the dead can truly keep secrets."

Wang Yiming was completely convinced. He said helplessly,

"I say... is it possible that he's always lived in an extremely peaceful and tranquil environment, like a flower in a greenhouse, never having experienced any wind or rain since childhood? In other words, he's actually an extremely simple person, his mind isn't that complicated or tortuous, and he doesn't have so many complicated and complicated things.

He is the Earl's youngest son. If he had any sense, he shouldn't have been exiled to Hong Kong City, right?"

Zhang Yanjun, speaking across from him, was silent for a moment before responding, "I don't completely deny the possibility you've raised, but I still reserve the right to review your point of view."

Wang Yiming shrugged and replied nonchalantly, "You don't need to reserve any censorship rights. If you want to investigate, go ahead and do it. I can't stop you."

……

Zhang Yanjun stood up and left, followed closely by Zhang Lei.

Zhang Sen watched the unhappy situation and spoke to comfort them, "Comrade Wang Yiming, don't overthink it. There's a saying that goes, 'Be careful and the ship will not get into trouble.' Comrade Zhang Yanjun is just too nervous, afraid of something unexpected happening."

Wang Yiming nodded gently, indicating that he understood what the other party meant, and then responded calmly, "I know it very well in my heart, so let him do whatever he wants."

Zhang Sen walked up and patted Wang Yiming's shoulder gently, then turned and left the room.

Wang Yiming looked at the empty room, leaned back weakly, and fell heavily onto the soft big bed. He let out a long breath.

The feeling of being unreasonably suspected and labeled by others, and being told that he will be investigated is really unpleasant and disgusting, but he also understands that, as Zhang Sen said, it is better to be safe than sorry, and their mission really cannot withstand any accidents.

After thinking for a while, Wang Yiming got up, washed up, and prepared to go to bed.

[In another room]

"Would you like one?" Zhang Yanjun took out two cigarettes from the cigarette box and handed them over.

Zhang Sen refused without a second thought, "No, smoking is bad for your heart and lungs and will affect your training results. If you have something to say, just tell me."

Zhang Yanjun nodded slightly, looked at the brothers Zhang Lei and Zhang Sen, and asked in a serious tone, "What do you two think about this matter?"

Zhang Sen straightened up and answered first, "Before we set off, I saw and heard the conversation between Commander Lu and Comrade Wang Yiming. I believe there is no problem with Comrade Wang Yiming. As a soldier, we should have the most basic trust in each other." After saying that, he looked at Zhang Yanjun firmly, his eyes revealing unquestionable determination.

After listening to this, Zhang Yanjun nodded, then shifted his gaze to Zhang Lei standing beside him, indicating that he should express his opinion.

Zhang Lei thought for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"From what I've observed, every word Wang Yiming said was coherent and logical, and all the details corroborated each other. More importantly, judging by his expression while he spoke, there was no sign of lying at all."

After listening to Zhang Lei's statement, Zhang Yanjun frowned and asked, "So, you two choose to believe him?"

Zhang Lei nodded vigorously in agreement, then added, "That's right! Going on a mission means either life or death. If you can't even trust your comrades, then success in this mission will be incredibly difficult. Also, Zhang Sen and I share our faith in Commander Lu. His willingness to send his grandson-in-law to participate in this operation proves there's no foul play or hidden dangers involved."

Faced with the two people's firm attitude, Zhang Yanjun was silent for a moment, then responded thoughtfully, "Okay, let me think about it carefully..."

Zhang Lei and Zhang Sen nodded, then left together.

Late at night, Zhang Yanjun lit the last cigarette in the box. There was still one day left before leaving Hong Kong. Did he trust his comrades?