Can't Take My Eyes Off You

Jiang Yao realized the seriousness of the matter the moment the commander spoke. She glanced at Lu Xingzhi and saw him frowning and thinking about something. Then, she took a document from the commander.

Jiang Yao did not ask, but she guessed that the document should be the confession of the two people who planted the bombs.

"Those two are ordinary farmers. They couldn't have made the bombs, so someone else must be behind the scenes." Lu Xingzhi closed the documents. "Since they have been caught, we should be able to get a lot of information from those two people."

The First Battalion's commander nodded. "We thought so too. The problem is that after they were caught, apart from answering a few questions, they kept quiet the rest of the time. "

"Desperate hours call for desperate measures."

Lu Xingzhi handed the documents back to the commander.

"It's the same as what I thought."

The commander nodded. "You're taking your wife to the Martyrs' Mausoleum this afternoon, right? Do take care."

The commander did not intend to ask Lu Xingzhi for his help. After all, that had nothing to do with Lu Xingzhi. The main reason Lu Xingzhi was there was to tell them about his previous mission. Even though it was many years ago, the government still attached great importance. They would never allow those people to make a comeback.

Lu Xingzhi grunted in gratitude and then brought Jiang Yao to look for his old acquaintances. He had quite many in the Lanning army. Some of them had fought alongside him in the past; some were classmates who had graduated from the same military academy.

His old acquaintances had heard about Lu Xingzhi's marriage, so when they learned that Lu Xingzhi had brought his wife to the Lanning's army base that day, they were as excited as brides-to-be.

The newly established army base was brimming with youthful faces.

Lanning's Martyrs' Mausoleum was very large, and the souls of dozens of heroic soldiers slept there. The vehicles that passed by did not even dare to honk, even if they were just bicycles. Everyone there would hold a bouquet in their hands, and even their voices were deliberately lowered.

They did not want to disturb those sleeping souls.

Lu Xingzhi had been silent since he entered that place. He held Jiang Yao's hand as they walked in front of every tombstone. There were names carved on the stones, and Jiang Yao was not familiar with any of those names. However, she respected them.

Lu Xingzhi acted as if he was introducing an old friend to Jiang Yao. Before he even walked past a grave, he would say a few words to her. "Old Xiao is the fairest and cleanest person on our team. He has two dimples when he smiles. He is the oldest on our team, but he has a youthful face. He insisted that we call him Little Xiao. His face was everywhere. Many girls flocked to him. They wanted to surround him every day. He used that advantage to get information for us."

Lu Xingzhi paused for a moment and said, "I wasn't far away when the explosion killed him. I could have brought him out, but I was a few seconds too late. When he died, his face was severely mutilated by the explosion. I pulled some strings and found the best mortician for him to restore his appearance and let him sleep here with his handsome face."