As time went on, the sky gradually lightened up.

Ding Jing and Subei have been speechless.

For the most part, it is to make time go faster.

Mo Shangyun listened to the chatter between the two of them, and his mind was still peaceful.

Not to mention that now it is just a guess without results, even if Yan Tianxing is really amnestic and stupid, it is better than Yan Tianxing buried in that unknown corner.

In any case, this is not the worst ending.

Such a thought naturally calms down.

At six o'clock, he was able to connect to the satellite phone, but this time, he directly contacted Mo Shangjun with DARK.

It was not Pei Linyuan who was in contact with Mo Shangjun, but the person in charge who had been entrusted by Mo Shangyun this time. He had previously chatted with Mo Shangyun once, and Mo Shangyun knew him.

"We tried to get in touch with him yesterday, but they were ignored by him. In the village, we were not very blatant, so we did not make a compulsive move."

"Are you stupid?" Mo Shangyun asked.

"...This possibility is very low."

The other party was silent for a while, but the tone of the answer was quite positive.

Anyway, it doesn't look like the village's Wang Er fool.

"Oh."

Mo Shangyun responded faintly.

The other party replied: "There are two other situations. Pei told us to tell you something."

"You said."

Ink on the ink narrowed his eyes.

"The S group recently developed a new drug, you should have clues."

"Ok."

"Their pharmaceutical location is nearby."

Slightly startled, Mo Shangyun was slightly surprised when raising his eyebrows, "This village?"

"No. But not far."

"Oh. What else?"

"That black hawk, we met. They also have activities in the vicinity." The other party was simple and clear.

DARK is not involved in the affairs of the Eastern Kingdom. Generally speaking, it does not do business in the Eastern Kingdom.

Whether the business is good or bad, do not do it.

Mo Shangyun was an accident.

However, there are some news that DARK still knows, and the intelligence network is not playing with it. The S group and the Black Hawk, which are relatively frequent organizations in China and abroad, are all attentive.

However, even if there is no complaint in the future, even if there is no revenge in the near future, even if it is met, there is no disagreement.

After pondering for a while, Mo Shangyun asked: "Can you know they are intent?"

"Well..." The other party's voice lengthened deliberately.

His eyelids lifted, and Mo Shangyun sighed at the profiteers, but he still said very highly: "Add money."

Anyway, this money has to be counted on Yan Tianxing.

"They should have come to the den of the S group. However, they may not be able to deal with it or ask for cooperation. Black Hawk has been saying good things to Jian Shaoning recently."

Say good to Jane Shaoning...

Mo Shangyun gave Ding Jing a subconscious look.

In her mouth was Ding Jing, who waited indifferently for the grass, and she was horrified by her eyes.

"How?" Ding Jing asked inexplicably.

So, Mo Shangyun took his gaze back again.

"I want to know the address of their den."

"can."

This piece of information was sold to Mo Shangyun for free.

After that, he told Mo Shangyun about the residence of Zhizhihua and Yan Tianxing in detail, and then he ended the call with her.

Throwing the satellite phone to Yirong, Mo Shangyun told them all the information they had.

"Alas, the lone male and the female are in the same room--" Ding Jing couldn't stop opening his brain.

Mo Shangyun threw the night vision goggles on Ding Jing's forehead to stop Ding Jing's unrealistic delusions.

"Yes," pulled the night vision goggles down, Ding Jing snorted, "Yan team is not stupid, if I get stupid by you, I'll worry you to go."

"Are you injured?" Subei embraced Ding Jing's shoulder. "Don't worry about her, after all, a flower suddenly appeared..."

Bu Yirong couldn't help crying and laughing, "Don't make trouble, it's your brains."

With DARK intelligence, some things have become less simple.

After all, apart from Yan Tianxing becoming silly and amnestic, there are other possibilities.

Subei reached out with another hand, patted his shoulder, and said with a serious tone, "Speaking of conscience, who said it was pretty?"

"... Ruan Yan." Bu Yirong answered quite sincerely.

Su Bei laughed in surprise. She looked at her steps and said with a smile, "Well, Brother Ruan has to remember you for life."

"Brother Ruan?"

Bu Yirong repeated this title with a rhetorical tone.

"Mo Shangyun"

Su Bei turned his head and looked at Mo Shangyun.

Standing up, Mo Shangyun casually echoed: "Well, Brother Ruan."

"Well."

Subei rushed to raise her eyebrows, saying that this was not her head, but just followed Mo Shangyun's shouting.

Bu Yirong frowned, but she couldn't help her. She took her hand from her shoulder and squeezed it.

A glance at the corner of the eye, Ding Jing accidentally saw it, and suddenly a trembling, far away from them.

Fuck.

There should be no couples in a team!

Otherwise, how can you fight with indifference? !

As long as I knew it, I proposed to let Yu Yitong replace Northern Jiangsu!

"Hey, a flower."

I used the binoculars to find the house that DARK said, and Mo Shanyun glanced at the beautiful, hardworking and beautiful woman who got up early in the morning.

Upon hearing the sound, Ding Jing immediately rose up, held the telescope and looked in the direction of Mo Shangyun, and as expected, he saw a shadowy figure moving outside the door.

Most of the houses here are made of wood, with a basic one-story building and a two-story building. It is rare from the ground. Only a few buildings are red brick houses. It is estimated that they are local tyrants.

Beautiful women living alone are not so well treated. In the middle of the mountainside, there is a one-story wooden house building, but at first glance it is the type of diligent and frugal housekeeping. It looks clean and tidy, and the debris outside is neatly arranged.

There is a pigsty next to the house, and chicken and duck cages are placed nearby.

A beautiful woman in red dress wearing local clothes, took her hair up and took food to feed the poultry, and none of them brought it down. The things were tedious and the housework was busy, but she was well-organized and looked unhurried. .

"It's really beautiful." Ding Jing teasedly touched the arm of Ink Jun, "more feminine than you."

"Yan team doesn't love this."

Mo Shangyun said lightly.

"Why?" Ding Jing looked at her squinted, "I don't like this kind of frugal, gentle and caring beauty, like you like a domestic violence?"

"Fuck."

Mo Shangyun scolded angrily.

——When did she become domesticated?

Mo Shangyun wasn't too scared to take care of her when she was put on hold, but now she can't help but snorted coldly, saying: "He wants to really love this one, he is married and has children now."

Such beauties are everywhere in the East.

Where is she coming from?

Lost a memory, can you also lose your "sight"?

Ding Jing smiled, "That Yan team's taste is quite strange."

Mo Shangyun couldn't help kicking her.

Ding Jing ran away with a smile.

"Just do it," Subei stood up and rolled his eyes at Ding Jing. He raised his hand and took the telescope from her. "I see how beautiful this flower is."

"Really... ho, Lord Yan?"

Holding a telescope for a few seconds, Su Beigang wanted to evaluate the beautiful appearance of this flower, but was attracted by a figure that appeared at the door of the house.

The quality of the telescope is excellent, so that the situation can be seen clearly.

The man stood at the door with a cane. Although wearing local clothes, the figure was different from other villagers, and the familiarity was obvious at a glance.

Bandages were wrapped around his head, but he couldn't conceal the impact of that handsome face. His facial features were carved like perfect, natural and handsome.

It seems to be Yan Tianxing.

Yi Zhihua found out that Yan Tianxing came out, stopped the work in his hand, and hurried to the door.

She chatted with Yan Tianxing.

They are too far apart, and even if they can read lips, they feel very difficult, and they don't know what they are talking about.

Subei was wondering if he wanted to ask Mo Shangyun, but suddenly he saw Yan Tianxing raise his head and glanced over here.

At that glance, his eyes were fierce, and his murderousness was lingering, and for a moment it seemed to be pierced by a sword, and North Jiangsu was shocked for two seconds.

Then, react.

"Fuck, he found it!" Subei put the telescope down, flashed back to the side, and muttered, "If he is stupid, I can chop my head off!"

The sun emerged, and the telescope easily reflected in the sun without occlusion.

But most people don’t take it seriously, only experienced people will notice the first time...

It took only a few seconds for Yan Tianxing to discover this.

Whatever you say, your professional quality is not lost at all.

"Any one is as stupid as normal?" Mo Shangyun took a cool chatteringly.

Sensing the discomfort in Mo Shangjun's tone, Subei raised his telescope again and glanced at it. After seeing a flower supporting Yan Tianxing's movement into the door... he could immediately understand where Mo Shangjun's discomfort came from.

Ding Jing suddenly flashed to Subei and looked at it with a telescope, but she was a little slow, only to see the back of a flower and Yan Tianxing entering the door, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Ding Jing froze for a moment, "Isn't it really amnesia?"

North Jiangsu gave her a warning look, and instructed Ding Jing to stop talking.

In fact, despite their speculations, they are not particularly worried. After all, they are not completely calm in the joy of "Yan Tianxing is still alive".

So, at that time, you can also think about it, "If Lord Ye really loses his memory, how should he bully..."

But now, seeing the two people together is hard to say.

After all, if it is true, it is a hassle.

"Does Yan Tianxing understand the local dialect?" Mo Shangjun asked, leaning his head toward the room.

"Ok."

Bu Yi nodded.

Mo Shangyun responded.

In this case, Yan Tianxing has no communication barrier with Yizhihua.

Since the end of last year, she has learned the language of this country, and dialects have also been involved. Although the dialect is not well controlled, it can be understood a little, and there should be no problem with ordinary communication with the villagers.

Mo Shangyun was fortunate that he had foresight.

After thinking for a while, Mo Shangyun said: "A flower should not stay at home all day. After she leaves, I slip in to find Yan Tianxing to see if he is really mentally ill. You act on the machine."

Ding Jing asked: "That's it?"

Bu Yirong nodded and echoed, "On the premise that nothing can be confirmed, it can only be so."

We must first find Yan Tianxing and confirm what he is doing now.

Of course, the person responsible for confirmation... Mo Shangyun is the most suitable.

"Eh, no," Ding Jing glanced at Mo Shangyun, a little worried. "If ah, I mean if, Yan team really what... what are you going to do?"

"Play it first and see if you can wake up a bit."

Mo Shangyun said lazily and threw the monocular to Ding Jing.

The three clearly heard the sound of Mo Shangjun's finger joints clicking.

Three people: "..."

They did not doubt the truth of what Mo Shangyun said.

She said a fight, surely... a fight.

After all, Yan Tianxing hurt like this, certainly not her opponent.

She doesn't know how much emotion she has accumulated these days.

*

A flower came out after only a few minutes in the room.

She started working on the rest again.

At about seven o'clock, she handled things well and made a breakfast to the room. Before long, he carried the bamboo basket up the mountain.

The four also exchanged glances at this time.

The place where the flowers live is some distance from other houses, which is relatively remote. They can easily get around from behind.

No effort, no time.

However, when I think of Yan Tianxing's situation...

It's hard to be really relaxed.

Seeing that Mo Shangjun was going to pack things away, Ding Jing hesitated, and finally moved to Mo Shangyun, symbolizing comfort: "Relax, medical technology is so developed now -"

The rest of the words were stopped by Mo Shanjun's look.

Ding Jing licked his lips and shrugged to her helplessly.

So she changed her mouth and said: "I think it's hidden."

"I feel so too."

Mo Shangyun took the call lightly, then threw her backpack to her, turned and left.

She took cold weapons and ancestral weapons for self-defense—the ancestral weapons were always on. None of the rest touched, and Ding Jing kept it in the lost bag.

Yan Tianxing was injured like this, she also dealt him with lethal weapons...

Bullying.

Shame.

Humph.

Mo was thinking in a mess, and went away.

Staring at her back, Su Bei burst into tears and sighed with emotion, "I think she thought about thousands of possibilities, and she should never have thought about the possibility of such dog blood."

Looking at her sideways, she said calmly, "Relax."

His voice was smooth and easy, but he didn't see much worry.

*

But within ten minutes, Mo Shangyun arrived smoothly near the house.

There is no person in DARK, no person in Black Hawk, and no person in S group.

The villagers here are ordinary people, and early risers are busy with their own affairs, and the chance of finding Mo Shangyun is very small.

Mo Shangyun almost swaggered past.

Moreover, she walked through the main entrance.

The door was open, and she didn't need to hide it, and she didn't need to walk through the window-less path.

There are two rooms in total, one is the living room and the other is the bedroom.

But has it become a "lone men and widows living together in a room"? !

As soon as he entered the door, Mo Shangyun could smell the femininity of the house, and his annoyed emotions suddenly caught his heart.

This, can bear? !

No people were seen in the living room, but there were traces of freshly eaten breakfast on the table. Just as Mo Shangyun wanted to go inside, he heard a familiar low voice from the bedroom——

"how?"

The local dialect is used.

However, Mo Shangyun could understand what he meant.

Mo Shangjun's face was immediately pulled down, and he looked up and walked into the bedroom, walking in the wind.

As soon as he entered the room, he almost bumped into the oncoming man.

Both men stopped their feet in time, but after all, they were close to each other. In a flash, the women in the house scattered a lot, and the ink smelled of herbal medicine and his own.

When he raised his eyes, it was Yan Tianxing's evil face.

A white bandage was wrapped around his head, and Jun had many scratches on his face, but none of them were harmless, but more manly. The wild and handsome feeling came.

Aura is full.

Similarly, Yan Tianxing lowered his head and saw Mo Shangyun's face.

The long one is extremely beautiful, but the frosty expression made him a little unresponsive for a while.

It's like getting into her.

"Amnesia?"

Mo Shangjun froze his face, not a little bit rejoiced, but asked coldly.

She uses Mandarin.

Oh……

After a pause, Yan Tianxing slightly lowered his eyelids, seemingly wondering: "You are--"

The words didn't finish.

At the next moment, Mo Shangyun grabbed his collar and pulled the person forward.

She didn't need much effort, and they were very close.

At the moment of standing still, Yan Tianxing lowered his head slightly, only to see her squinting, staring at his eyes, and announced in a word: "Remember, I am your daughter-in-law."

The unmistakable tone, full of arrogance, could not be denied at all.

Strong, domineering, arrogant.

Then she kissed his lips.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

【1】

Found that [Great God Says] can be used again.

I adjusted the price a bit. There is no need to increase the price when you ask questions. Anyway, it is not difficult to answer questions. Moreover, the result of the answer does not necessarily satisfy you.

In addition, I don't sing.

I don’t sell art, I don’t sell myself, thank you Ang.

【2】

Tomorrow's Mo Mo birthday, around 0:00, Xiaoxiang and Book City both issued red envelopes.

This is Mo Mo's last birthday during the serialization.