32 days

Yan Fei saw Fang Yeran's head tilted almost immediately and fell to one side.he died.

The time is 34:[-] am on November [-]st.His death is the best proof, no suspense.

Standing outside the glass wall of the interrogation room, Yan Fei stared at the corpse barely kept on the seat by the handcuffs for a long time, his red eyes were fascinated, and he felt similar to Luo Caiyun: It was really him.

The complex emotions made him tired all his life as a soldier.

After a long time, Yan Fei guessed that Luo Caiyun's meeting was almost over, so he called Luo Caiyun.

"Fang Yeran is dead."

"I know."

Yan Fei asked: "What happened in the 32nd? How did they find out the spies?"

Luo Caiyun said: "You have been in charge of the interrogation at the R&D center, so you don't know the plan later. It was Yi Alan and Zhou Yan'an who came up with it in the last few days, and they also used Meng Qi..." Luo Caiyun took the 32nd Things were roughly said.

Yan Fei smiled: "Young people are scary."

"Yes." Luo Caiyun agreed, "I need to trouble you to stay in the R&D center for a few more days to deal with the follow-up matters."

"Row."

Before hanging up the phone, Luo Caiyun said again: "Don't be too tired, take more rest."

Yan Fei smiled indifferently: "Although Lian Po is old, his diet is not weaker than before."

The next day, Yan Fei arranged to send Cheng Siyuan's body back to his parents' home.The cause of death told to his parents was that Cheng Siyuan had a sudden heart problem when he was testing a new type of fighter plane, but he insisted on driving the plane back to the airport without causing any casualties or property losses. Unfortunately, Cheng Siyuan died.In order to thank Cheng Siyuan for his contribution, the government posthumously honored him as a martyr.

If Cheng Siyuan's parents knew about the existence of the 32nd, they might understand the significance of this death report and the compensation that cannot be made public for the time being.

Cheng Siyuan's parents lay on their son's body and wept hoarsely. They had expected that something might happen to their son, but when the truth came to them, the world still collapsed.

Seeing her parents crying sadly, Cheng Sisi cried too.But she still doesn't understand the horror of death, she is not really sad, more importantly, she also knows a little secret, her brother is driving a plane to protect her in the sky of the magic world.When these unknown uncles and aunts leave, she will quietly tell her parents.

How to deal with Fang Yeran's body became a headache.As a spy who betrayed the organization, Fang Yeran would definitely not get the same treatment as Cheng Siyuan.But without a good solution, Fang Yeran's parents might not be appeased.

Fang Yeran's body still had some minor traces of interrogation. If he was sent back directly to have a heart attack as the cause of death, once his parents performed an autopsy, the R&D Center would be unable to argue.Yan Fei thought with a headache, wondering if Fang Yeran's parents could accept the fact that his son was actually a spy and was murdered on the mysterious 32nd.If his parents refused to believe it, asked to see the evidence, questioned the legitimacy of Yeran's interrogation procedures, and even sued the R&D center, how would Yan Fei explain it?

On the 32nd, the drug dealer also contacted Zheng Duo according to Zhou Yanan's instructions, and truthfully informed him of his bank account information.Not surprisingly, Zheng Duo found out that a huge sum of money in the account was remitted in through the bank of country L. Country L is not big, and its economy and military strength are not strong, but because of its special policies, it has become a greenhouse for many secret bank accounts and funds transfers for illegal activities.The flow of funds for many espionage activities is transferred through the bank of country L.

According to the drug dealer, and the exchange of several messages that Yi Alan saw in the security response system, it is possible to infer such a development: Fang Yeran contacted the drug dealer and promised a huge amount of money to let him transfer Cheng Sisi away and guard her— ——Fang Yeran was unable to directly transfer the money to drug dealers under the strict monitoring of the R&D center, so in the security response system within 32 days, he informed the relevant facts with encrypted symbols and requested the transfer——after a certain time, the forces behind Fang Yeran sent someone to log in The system received the message and replied—back to the normal world, the forces behind Fang transferred money through the bank account of country L, and the drug dealer received the money, and they were determined to continue guarding Cheng Sisi for Fang Yeran.

But unfortunately, there is no substantial evidence for the above, and I am afraid that it will not be able to form a chain of evidence that can convince Fang Yeran's parents.

In the end, Yan Fei chose to go to Fang Yeran's parents' house in person, immediately revealed his identity, and truthfully informed Fang Yeran of the cause of death.Fang Yeran's father, Fang Mo, is a local city-level cadre. He should have a keen sense of politics and know what to do.

Fang Yeran's mother passed out from crying twice.Fang Mo stood in front of his son's body, unable to say any words of comfort.

"I don't believe that Yeran is a spy." Fang's mother woke up, and sat on the cold ground angrily, leaning on her husband's lap, "We watched him grow up, what kind of personality is he, as a parent Is it clear? Yeran would feel sad when he sees beggars on the side of the road, he keeps saying that he wants everyone in this world to live happily, how could he be a spy?"

Fang Mo covered his face irritably: "Okay. Do you know the status of that person today? Deputy Minister of Intelligence, Deputy National Leader! Is he lying to us? You, don't talk nonsense to the outside world, even family scandals Waiyang, not to mention this..."

Fang's mother burst into tears: "Are you doing it for your political future? Don't you even care about the cause of the death of your only son? What's wrong with the Deputy State? What did he say about the 32nd day? Do you believe it?"

"I don't care!" Fang Mo stared, and the man in his 50s also shed tears, "I believe it. If you don't believe it, you have to believe it."

After several nights of tossing and turning, Fang Mo finally sent Fang Yeran to the ground.

Back in the extremely deserted home, Fang Mo hid in the room and wept silently when he saw the black and white portrait of his son.Then, he took out his mobile phone, contacted the former leader who had been promoted and had a good relationship, and casually inquired about 32 days.

Unexpectedly, the former leader acquiesced without surprise: "Fang Mo, you have been with me for a while, and I will give you some advice to contact a psychiatrist named Rui Tao. A psychiatrist is specialized in treating anxiety. "

Fang Mo took the contact information given by his former leader and secretly got in touch with Rui Tao.

Rui Tao already had a set of rules for dealing with such introduced people, and it was very simple for Fang Mo to understand what the 32nd day was and the possible impact.

Fang Mo was thinking.

Rui Tao smiled and asked: "Do you have any needs? Our prices are charged according to the actual situation, mainly based on the time and energy our scavenger envoys spend on your affairs."

Fang Mo thought for a while and said, "I want to know how a person died in 32 days..."

Rui Tao frowned: "This is the first time I have received this kind of request, can you explain in detail?"

Fang Mo hesitated.

Rui Tao laughed: "Don't think your business is such a big secret, I'm afraid the projects I have received are far beyond your imagination. And you can rest assured that I am in this business, and I charge a lot of money, so I know what to do Only by doing it can you save your life and spend money. The people who introduced you are assured of me, what are you worried about?"

Fang Mo thought about this reason, and then told about his son.

Rui Tao's eyes lit up when he heard it: "Is it the Northwest R&D Center? It's relatively remote there, and we don't have a scavenger there. The person closest to it would take six or seven hours by car. Such a long time is enough for him." I have received a few other orders, so you charge a lot..."

Rui Tao clicked on the calculator, and then showed Rui Tao the displayed numbers.

The money was almost all of Fang Mo's assets, but after a little hesitation, Fang Mo agreed.

Rui Tao said: "Okay, you pay the deposit first today, and when the matter is investigated next month, I will give you an answer, and then you will pay the balance."

Fang Mo returned home with nothing to worry about.His wife lay haggard on the bed, Fang Mo squatted down and hugged his wife's haggard face, choking: "Don't worry, I'll take care of Yeran, that's our son..."

In the second half of the night on November 11, Fang Yeran's blood splattered frequently appeared in Yi Alan's sleep in various distorted forms, accompanied by Chen Ruming's severe scolding.

Even though he was very tired, he couldn't sleep well enough.

Until some slight sounds in the morning, the mist penetrated into his consciousness like a mist, giving him a cool and comfortable comfort.

That was the sound of Zhou Yanan waking up, throwing off the quilt, putting on slippers, putting on clothes, going out, and closing the door; through the sound of washing, the sound of footsteps, hot water flowing from the water dispenser, and drinking water, the glass cup was placed on the wooden door. On the desktop, there was a small knock.

All voices are deliberately lowered, if there is nothing, there is no noise.

Yi Alan, who was half asleep and half awake, stretched her brows, and the noisy nightmare was far away.

The footsteps approached, the door was pushed open, and there was a moment of silence, as if Zhou Yanan was observing whether Yi Alan was awake.

He asked, "What do you want to eat in the morning? I'll go to the cafeteria to get some ingredients and come back to make it."

Zhou Yan'an waited patiently for a while, and finally Yi Alan answered unconsciously: "Let's porridge."

The door was closed, the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, another door opened and closed, and the sound of footsteps gradually disappeared in the corridor.

After that, Yi Alan also fell into a completely pure sleep.

Hearing the voice from the outside again, it was rice grains gurgling and blooming in the pot.

If you listen carefully, you can still hear the occasional flipping of papers in the living room.Zhou Yanan was reading a newspaper.

Some people still read newspapers.With eyes closed, Yi Alan smiled in her mind.

Yi Alan was half asleep and nestled under the quilt like a fugue.

The boiling porridge stopped.

Zhou Yan'an put down the newspaper, walked outside the bedroom, opened the door, leaned against the door frame, and asked with a smile, "Can you pay me back?"

Yi Alan opened her eyes, the autumn sunlight at ten o'clock in the morning had already filled the bedroom.

Yi Alan said: "Get up." He straightened up in a bang, and sat on the bed, his eyes were half covered by his messy hair.

Zhou Yan'an laughed at him: "Don't open the window yet."

Yi Alan asked in bewilderment, "Why?"

"Birds migrating south think they're home early."

Yi Alan reacted for a while, then ran her fingers along her hair and laughed, completely awake, and made up for her image with a sentence: "Accidental event, accidental event, I usually wake up very handsome."

Zhou Yan'an turned around: "I know. I'll get you a bowl of porridge. You've finished it, just to warm your mouth."

Zhou Yanan knew.I didn't sleep well, tossing and turning, that's why I slept my hair like this.

"Okay!" Yi Alan said while getting off the bed.

He feels fine now.Very good.