Acai's Sky

Chapter 827 50 Continue Life 110



Chapter 827 50 Continue Life 110

Chapter 827: Continuing Life in Fifty Years 110

Military Control Office

The old commander glared at Director Gao, his face filled with anger as he scolded him, "You idiot, how can you act like nothing's happened? Let me ask you, why are you here when you're not going to catch enemy spies? Are you here for vacation?"

Director Gao was a little dazed by the old leader's sudden kick. He rubbed the painful area and explained with a wry smile:

"Old Commander, please don't be angry yet. The reappearance of the 'Afang Palace' and the sudden disappearance of many artifacts from the British Museum are definitely related."

After hearing what Director Gao said, the old leader's expression softened a little, but he still grumbled with some dissatisfaction: "Humph, even if there is a connection, that can't be a reason for you to leave your post!"

Director Gao nodded quickly and said in a concise manner, "Yes, yes, the old leader is right."

"As soon as I received a call from our subordinates over there, I immediately flew over on a military transport plane."

"I have to shut up those gossipers right away. I can't let them spread rumors and smear our country!"

The old commander snorted and said disapprovingly, "I haven't heard of any 'Afang Palace' reappearing, nor do I know of any artifacts being lost from the British Museum, let alone any artifacts flying back on their own."

Director Gao was stunned when he heard this. He looked at the old leader's smug look and secretly groaned inwardly.

Old Chief, do you want to listen to what you said?

Logically speaking, cultural relics don’t have wings, so how could they fly back by themselves?

But when it flew back, the museum staff were scared to death!

The old leader smiled and waved his hand gently, as if he already knew everything about this matter.

He said slowly, "What if, what if, it came back on its own, what can we do? After all, how can we stop the ardent patriotism of a cultural relic?"

The old leader's words revealed a sense of relaxation, as if he was both pleased and a little excited about the return of these cultural relics.

Then, the old leader changed the subject and his tone became serious: "Look at their cultural relics. They are objects from two thousand years ago! They have gone through vicissitudes of time, but they still know how to love their country and return to their motherland."

"But look at some people again. They are nothing but scum! Not only do they lack patriotism, they constantly collude with external forces, sending in those disgusting spies one after another."

The old leader's anger was beyond words. He felt deeply saddened and resentful about the actions of these people.

At this moment, Director Gao, who was standing nearby, began to ponder secretly in his heart.

He suddenly remembered Tong Qisheng who had just been transferred here. This person's file was not simple. It could actually be placed directly on the desk of a big leader in Beijing.

Director Gao couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the Qinling Mountains were simply a blessed land for Tong Qisheng, and it was beneficial to him!

He just came here to recognize his daughter, and he could foresee some of the future development directions of his family.

Thinking of this, he remembered that after Tong Qisheng returned to Kyoto, he directly pulled out the small notebook with the five secret lines. Not only did he make a contribution, but he also helped to purge some corrupt senior cadres within the party.

The top leader ordered him to be sent back to Xi'an, wanting to see what other tricks he could come up with.

While thinking, Director Gao lowered his voice and told the old leader everything about Tong Qisheng's past. He also pointed his finger at the ceiling, indicating that all of this was on record.

After hearing this, the old leader asked someone to bring over Tong Qisheng's public files.

He carefully flipped through the files and suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Oh, so his daughter is Xiao Mianmian from the Li family in Tianshui Village!"

Then, the old commander seemed to have suddenly discovered some crucial clue and began to mutter to himself: "Li family, green goat, lucky beads, aphasia, enemy spies..."

His brows were furrowed tightly, as if he was trying to piece together the connection between these seemingly unrelated words.

After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had suddenly realized something: "No wonder he can dream about enemy spies threatening his family. Isn't the Li family blessed by heaven? Look again..."

As the old leader spoke, he paced slowly in the room with his hands behind his back. His steps seemed a little anxious, as if he was thinking about an important problem in his mind.

"It's a good idea to recruit him directly and let him work in the military logistics department as a cover."

The old leader continued, "This way, he can secretly carry out the main task of eliminating all enemy spies in the Guanzhong area without attracting the enemy's attention."

Director Gao stood aside and nodded frequently, indicating that he agreed with the old leader's point of view.

In fact, he completely agreed with the above opinions and believed that such an arrangement was the most appropriate.

The old leader walked to the window and gazed at the Qinling Mountains outside. The rolling hills looked particularly spectacular under the sunlight.

He couldn't help but sigh: "It rose from the ground overnight, this is simply a miracle!"

Then, he turned his head, his gaze fell on Director Gao, and asked with a smile: "Xi'an, the ancient capital of the Tang Dynasty, do you think such a grand building will be restored?"

Director Gao thought for a moment and replied, "That's possible. After all, the architectural style of the Tang Dynasty is unique and of great artistic value. If we can truly restore some of these buildings, it will be of great help to our study of ancient culture and history."

After listening to this, the old leader nodded with satisfaction, then hummed a piece of Peking opera, sat leisurely in a chair, and made himself a cup of hot tea.

"There are quite a few cultural relics from the Tang Dynasty," the old commander said with emotion as he sipped his tea. "If those precious relics could fly back like the Qin Dynasty relics this time, those foolish people who spent money to buy them would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood, right?"

He laughed first after he finished speaking, "I want to see how many rich people I can make. So-called collectors, your surprise is coming!"

Director Gao made full use of the old leader's phone call, quickly contacted multiple relevant parties, and carefully arranged Tong Qisheng's work and life.

He was very thoughtful and not only made detailed plans for Tong Qisheng himself, but also made proper arrangements for the several friends who were transferred with him.

The old leader listened quietly to Director Gao communicating and coordinating with all parties on the phone, and secretly admired Director Gao's meticulousness and thoughtfulness.

He knew that all this was to enable Tong Qisheng and others to adapt to the new environment as quickly as possible and give full play to their talents, while also preventing them from feeling bored or anxious due to having nothing to do.

However, the old leader also understood that such an arrangement meant that Tong Qisheng and his colleagues would have almost no vacation time.

Unless they can achieve great military exploits, it is difficult for them to have time to rest and relax.


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