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Xia Chenxi sets out to return home the next day. Xia Jing is still very young. She can't leave her mother for a day. She is worried about her leaving for a few days. She keeps on going back. Xia Qing stays at the trump card to recuperate. Nolan has been suspended. He has no intention of reinstatement. He is not in a hurry, but Lu Zhen runs to him every day.
Two agents who came back from shata came upstairs to report back. While walking, they said, "I heard that Xia Qing is recuperating here, and I don't know what the people above are thinking. Why should she stay here to recuperate because she is the doctor's sister?"
"There's no room for us to talk about it. Don't say it."
"Why can't we just say that we killed so many brothers for the government? Now, if you are expelled by the government, you want to join us. If you want to be beautiful, why do you have to do it in the first place? "
"Jinjin It's not good for you to talk about it more. You don't realize that nobody mentioned it in this building? "
"No one mentions it doesn't mean that everyone has no idea. My cousin is still dead in Xia Qing's hand. I heard that she is going to play the trump card. It's estimated that she is still half a superior person. What do you want the people below us to think?"
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Voice slowly away, Xia Qing push wheelchair, from behind a tree.
Wang Pai is a very large building with four hanging gardens. Xia Qing is allowed to go out in a wheelchair by Xiaoxue these days. She can't wait to sit in a wheelchair and walk in the sky garden for fresh air.
Most of the time, an Xiaoyao will accompany her and talk occasionally. Time goes by quickly. She is such an impatient person. She also calms down to heal her wounds. This is not the first time she has heard such remarks.
Xia Qing breathed out her breath. It is undeniable that she did kill trump card agents. Especially in the earliest years, she could not remember how many people died in her hands. However, this is her responsibility.
Her duty is to investigate trumps. She is a soldier and a trump card is a thief. This is a matter of course.
Wang Pai's people investigate intelligence. If they met her, they would not survive. If they were caught, they would be tortured, humiliated and tortured. It would be better to die in pain. Now when she thinks about it, she knows why Gu Qiqi is in a bad mood every time she kills the trump agent.
She also remembered that Gu Qiqi had not killed a trump card, and that those things that could not be explained were also explained.
She is an undercover, but there are too many trump cards to inform and get news one by one, so it is common to have casualties. If you meet Gu Qiqi, it is OK. If you meet her, you will die.
She asked herself that she had done nothing wrong.
If it is wrong for a policeman to kill a terrorist in order to maintain peace, it is definitely a problem of values.
From their point of view, she is certainly unforgivable.
"What do you want to be so absorbed in?" An Xiaoyao's voice sounded on the side. Xia Qing came back to her senses and scolded her for being low alert. She had been recuperating for so many days that she didn't even find anyone approaching.
An Xiaoyao has been able to walk on the ground. It is better than she expected. The gauze on Xia Qing's face has not been removed. She has a premonition that it must not be very good-looking, and she is too lazy to ask when it can be removed.
"Oh, nothing." Xia Qing said, pushing the wheelchair back a step, let him sit in the garden wooden chair.
"No news from outside these days?"
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