Desperate

Zhou Pushen was decided to be held accountable for bringing a bullet into the school.

Liang Qian couldn't believe her eyes when she received the order from Digong University.

Major Liang's unused conference room was full of people at the moment, and almost all the military officers at all levels who participated in the "Hemera" sea trial plan in area G were present, all in military uniform with serious expressions.

According to common sense, this matter is not a big deal. Even according to the military management law, Zhou Pushen will not receive too much accountability.It's just that the decree of active-duty soldiers entering the school already made the old guys in the Senate tense. After arguing with Her Majesty for a long time, they finally won the command to prohibit soldiers from carrying bullets into the school, which is almost in their hands. The bottom line that cannot be touched.Now that the gun is out, Zhou Pushen has just become an excuse for the Senate to unite against the queen. If they don't give them an explanation, it may not end well.

Liang Qian stared at the last line of the summons, which read in black and white: "This trip is a crime committed knowingly, and the circumstances are bad. After being dismissed by Emperor Gong Dazuo, it is recommended to hand it over to the Senate for a heavier punishment."

The corners of Liang Qian's eyes were upturned, and his pair of affectionate eyes looked like a smile but not a smile. He was obviously a man, but he had a charming appearance.If people who don't know him see Major Liang's tone, they will guess whether this playboy is playing with some twisted thoughts again. The officers sitting on both sides of him are silent at the moment. Liang Qian is really angry this time. .

Usually, no matter how Dou Huaiye yelled at him, he never saw the major raise his eyebrows, and he still made the little beauty angry every day, but this silent look was rarely seen by them.

In my impression, it was probably only once—and the only one who saw him get angry that time was probably the old man who stayed in the technical department.

Dou Huaiye is the chief designer of the "Hemera" submarine, and also the commander-in-chief of the sea trial plan. Zhou Pushen is under the control of the Marine Corps Special Technical Department, so she is now under her jurisdiction. The vigorous and resolute Lieutenant Colonel Dou is sitting in the conference room In the middle, frowning pointedly: "Where is Second Lieutenant Zhou now?"

A female officer in charge of personnel transfer stood up and saluted: "Report to Lieutenant Colonel, Second Lieutenant Zhou is currently being held in our detention center, awaiting interrogation."

"Okay." Dou Huaiye put down the copy in his hand, bent his fingers and knocked on the table: "Remember, no matter what method the Senate uses, it must never hand over people, and the attitude must be tough."

"Yes." The female officer bowed slightly, took the order and sat down.

"Do you want to change the person who escorted Professor Cen to visit the submarine? If Second Lieutenant Zhou must wait for trial..." Another officer suggested aloud.

Before Dou Huaiye could make a sound, Liang Qian had already interrupted the officer: "No need."

Dou Huaiye: "..." She stared at this impolite man with wide almond eyes.

Liang Qian stood up from her seat as if she hadn't heard of it, with a tall and tall figure: "The Ministry of Personnel immediately negotiated with the Imperial University of Technology and asked them to advance the trial time, the sooner the better. You don't need to inform the Senate, just beat them up." It’s good to be caught off guard, even if they find out, don’t be afraid, as Lieutenant Colonel Dou said, take a tougher attitude. The procuratorate has made good friends with us, and they will not ignore us in this matter.”

"Also," Liang Qian turned to the other side of the conference table, pointing at another military officer who was sitting upright with a white gloved finger: "The foreign affairs department should contact the legal counsel and ask him to win the trial no matter what. Come down, or you won’t use it in the future.”

"The legal counsel of our technology department specializes in patent litigation..." the male officer blurted out without thinking

Liang Qian didn't expect someone to refute, so she chuckled lightly and said with a cold expression, "Really." He waved his hand inadvertently, caressing the silver pistol at his waist.

The atmosphere in the conference room was chilled for a moment.The officer who made the sound regretted it and wished he could go back to two seconds ago and seal his mouth.

"Cough," Dou Huaiye coughed, and the soldier immediately looked at the officer asking for help. Dou Huaiye glanced at the sneering Liang Qian speechlessly, and continued: "Major Liang's proposal is very good, and the trial time has been set. Afterwards, Major Liang and I will attend as representatives of the military, so we can show some seriousness so that we can shut up those old guys—the meeting is over!"

The officers filed out in neat steps.For a while, only Dou Huaiye and Liang Qian were left in the huge conference room.

As soon as the door of the meeting room closed, Dou Huaiye and others began to offend Liang Qian: "What did you do to scare them just now!" The beautiful woman was wearing a ginger-yellow roll-brimmed hat, and the silver rose military emblem shone under the light.

Liang Qian glanced at the woman, saw her curly chestnut hair sticking softly under the brim of her hat, and immediately put on a teasing face: "Sir, you sing even if you want to blushing—could it be Lieutenant Colonel Dou?" Sing too much bad face, can't you see me taking the position of lieutenant colonel?"

"Get out!" Liang Qian escaped from the conference room before the big folder fell on her.

Cen Lu watched helplessly as the neighbor was eating a yellow orange, and couldn't help swallowing.Cen Lu glanced at his empty bedside and sighed.

Professor Cen's popularity was lacklustre in the first place, but now that this incident has affected the students, even fewer people came to see him.According to Cen Lu's observation, the uncle next to the bed is probably a retired doorman who enjoys medical insurance in the hospital. With the good relationship accumulated over the years, there is an endless stream of condolences every day. The uncle's bedside is full of various food. Yes, in stark contrast to the desolation on Cen Road.

Cen Lu covered his face with a quilt, trying not to look so miserable.

In order to show the importance attached to this incident, the school insisted that the injured employee be hospitalized for observation. Originally, the school only lived in a high-class single room, but Professor Cen had no wounds larger than one centimeter on his body except for a scar behind his ear. So the doctor waved his hand and asked Professor Cen to live in a general ward, so as not to waste medical resources.

This rare paid vacation really made Professor Cen feel uncomfortable.

"Xiao Cen, Xiao Cen."

Cen Lu thought he was hallucinating. It seems that Xie Xingchui's smoky voice is quite common in the imperial capital, he thought.

"Xiao Cen, are you uncomfortable? Why are you covering your face with a quilt?"

It's not my hallucination!

Cen Lu was so excited that he nearly bounced off the bed. He hurriedly pulled down the quilt, thought about the pajamas he was wearing casually, and then pulled the quilt to his chest, revealing only his face.

Xie Xingchui sat on the stool in front of Cen Lu's hospital bed, and it really was the leader who came to visit the injured people.

Cen Lu's eyes turned around Xie Xingchui expectantly, and seeing that Xie Xingchui was empty-handed, with no food or use, he was a little disappointed, so he just said hello dryly: "Teacher, you Why are you here?"

Xie Xingchui didn't know the twists and turns in Cen Lu's heart, so he asked him dumbfoundingly: "What can you do here? Come and see my students. Why do you always say this every time you see me?"

There was a circle of juniors sitting next to the old man's bed, and they were clamoring for the old man to switch channels to watch cartoons.

Cen Lu stopped talking, feeling that his mind was in a mess, and his words became more and more wrong amidst the noisy background sound.

"Okay, be happy little Cen, in order to praise you for protecting the students, the school gave you this year's quarterly award." Xie Xingchui said.

Cen Lu thanked sullenly. The school’s quarterly award was probably an extra month’s salary. Anyway, Cen Lu was not short of money to spend. The extra money would most likely be to stockpile more mental medicine for the medicine jar at home. Little interest.

Cen Lu thought, why did he get so miserable.Guangrong was injured and his brother whom he had just met didn't come to see him, and even Liang Qian, who was so well-mannered, didn't say a word of condolences to him, and the only person who came to see him was his own boss.

So he asked the question he cared about: "Teacher, do you know how Second Lieutenant Zhou is doing?"

"I was about to tell you about this." Xie Xingchui's expression became serious. "Second Lieutenant Zhou was charged by the school with taking bullets into the school. The trial will be held this weekend."

Cen Lu let go of the quilt and sat up straight.

The handsome man was wounded and bled a little, his bloodless face looked even more repulsive than usual.Cen Lu calmly answered the other party in the voice of the uncle coaxing the children: "The school has not done this kindly. If it hadn't been for Second Lieutenant Zhou to take action, the students and I would not be here long ago."

"I know, and of course the school knows. But this time it's different," Xie Xingchui sighed, got up and pulled up the curtain between the beds, and said in a low voice, "This time, people from the Senate intervened to give the school medical treatment. pressure."

Cen Lu was a little surprised: "Senate?"

Xie Xing shook his head: "I don't know about the closed doors for the festival, but the Senate seems to have made up its mind to open the trial, Xiao Cen, listen to me—"

He paused in the middle of his speech, and the gray pupils wearing presbyopic lenses wandered on Cen Lu's face for a moment, as if he was considering his words: "Xiao Cen, you also need to attend as a party, but the school hopes that you will be present at an appropriate time." Be silent all the time."

Cen Lu heard his implication - the so-called keeping silent at the right moment is to keep silent when the trial result is unfavorable to Zhou Pushen.

Hearing Xie Xingchui's words, he was amazed at the viciousness of people's hearts, and found it funny. They always treat people's hearts as pawns in their hands, and feel that playing with people's hearts is as easy as crushing an ant.

Cen Lu smiled, and was not ready to confront directly: "I know, I will pay attention."

Seeing his stubborn look, Xie Xingchui sighed, and didn't say much, but told him to think about it, and left the ward on the pretext of being busy.

Cen Lu sat in the half-light for a long time in silence, even in pajamas he looked like a handsome sculpture.

The uncle raised the curtain at the other end, reached out and handed an orange: "What's the matter, young man?"

Only then did Cen Lu come back to his senses, took the orange and smiled at the uncle: "It's nothing, thank you, uncle."

The uncle squinted, and the light flashed in those eyes: "I don't want to say—let the uncle guess, it's the wife's business."

Cen Lu: "..." It's not right at all! !

The old man who is a good teacher over there is still continuing, his bald head looks smooth and shiny under the light: "If you don't speak, it seems that the old man guessed it right! Let me tell you, the one in the family is in trouble. As a man, I have to help her Take up a piece of the sky! Everything must be carried first!"

Cen Lu tried to filter the uncle's words into the background sound by peeling oranges.

"If she still doesn't feel at ease, just put her on the kang and do it personally..."

"Okay, sir! There are still minors here!" The ward was as lively as ever.