Chapter 1792: No one at home

At noon the next day.
The Chuanfu Independent First Division mobilized its main force on a large scale and began to return to the Chuanfu Garrison Area, and the Chen Faction also took over the garrison mission in Jiujiang.
At the same time, Staff General Wang and Head Geng of the 133th Regiment also made contact relatively smoothly. The two sides are "secretly investigating details", and results should come out within a short period of time.
Jiujiang was in trouble, and Qin Yu, who was exhausted physically and mentally, immediately returned to Sichuan by plane, ready to take a short training, but he didn’t expect that when he arrived in Chongdu, he heard that Lin Nianlei took the child back to the eighth district, and the city’s military helicopter took her away of.
Qin Yu hurried to the house, but did not see Lin Nianlei.
"Sister Xu."
Qin Yu shouted while standing in the living room.
After a while, the babysitter who cleaned up the house upstairs walked down: "You are back, teacher?"
Sister Xu is Xu Yan's relative. She is very reliable and she doesn't talk a lot. Since Qin Yu moved her home to Zhongdu, she has been taking care of everyone with her family.
"Yeah." Qin Yu coughed twice and asked urgently: "Where is Leilei?"
"Oh, she said there was something wrong with the eighth district, so she took the child and left." Sister Xu replied.
"When did you leave?" Qin Yu asked again.
"yesterday."
"Have you brought your luggage?" Qin Yu was obviously a little anxious.
"With it, she said that she might stay at home for a while, and she also left me some money and gifts. I am embarrassed to make trouble." Sister Xu replied with a smile.
Qin Yu sighed, and after standing akimbo in the living room for a long time, he went to the second floor and immediately called Lin Nianlei.
"Hello?" The call was quickly connected, and Lin Nianlei's calm voice sounded.
"Why did you go back to the eighth district?" Qin Yu asked helplessly.
"...Not why, come back if you want to." Lin Nianlei said lightly.
Qin Yu was silent for a while: "Forget it, I'll go to the eighth district to pick you up."
"You don't want to pick me up, I want to stay at home for a while."
"...!" Qin Yu whispered after walking around the house: "Wait, I will pick you up, let's talk."
"What are you talking about?" Lin Nianlei asked bluntly.
Qin Yu was speechless.
"Xiao Yu, you know why I left. You can't solve it, and I don't want to quarrel with you on this issue. My mind is quite messy." Lin Nianlei still calmly said: "During this time...I I won't go back, so be it."
"Leilei!" Qin Yu shouted: "Let's meet and talk about it, okay?"
"Don't you come, I don't know how to face you." Lin Nianlei said with a trembling voice, "...Just like that, I will take the child out for a stroll."
"Toot!"
After speaking, Lin Nianlei hung up the phone.
Qin Yu turned out the call log and wanted to call again, but he hesitated when his finger was on the dial button. He pondered for a while, and immediately shouted: "Little funeral!"
"What's wrong, Master?" The funeral downstairs immediately ran up.
"Notify the division to prepare the helicopter. I'm going to the eighth district." Qin Yu said quickly.
Xiaosang was a little caught off guard: "This... we have no schedule, this suddenly passed, and the protection units along the way must prepare in advance... or...?"
"No, you go to inform." Qin Yu waved his hand tiredly.
Xiaosang hesitated and left the bedroom immediately.
Sitting on the bed, Qin Yu loosened his neckline very tiredly. He looked at the wedding photos on the wall with his eyes dull.
...
After half an hour.
Qin Yu got on the military vehicle and rushed directly to the small airport in Chongdu.
On the way.
Qin Yu coughed and watched the battle damage expenses reported in the tablet computer, the financial situation of the division, and the recent work summary of Lao Li, Lao Mao and others...
"Master, let's go one day later!" Xiaosang persuaded him looking at Qin Yu's face.
"You don't understand her temper." Qin Yu said with a pale face and flushed eyes: "I will squint on the road for a while."
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After a short while, the car stopped at the small airport, Qin Yu pushed the door and got off, and handed the document to the division officer: "Send it to all departments as soon as possible."
"Good!" The officer saluted.
Qin Yu hurried to the helicopter.
"Di Lingling!"
Just then, the phone rang.
Qin Yu licked his chapped lips, stood in the cabin and made an external call: "Hello?"
"I'm going to Sichuan Mansion soon, why do you arrange for me?" Gu Yan asked with a smile.
Qin Yu was dumbfounded: "Why are you here?"
"Come over to see you for a meeting." Gu Yan answered casually: "Develop a plan for the distribution of Yandao's interests and the tasks that the Sichuan government needs to undertake in the next few years."
Qin Yu scratched his head, "Can't you wait for me in Sichuan Mansion for a day? I'm going to the eighth district."
"Why are you going to the eighth district?" Gu Yan was a little confused.
"Leilei is gone, I have to get her back." Qin Yu replied truthfully.
"Because of what?" Gu Yan asked.
"What else can it be because of the cause of Chuanfu's attack on Jiujiang? There was a lot of rumors outside. She heard something." Qin Yu sighed.
"You must not be able to leave today. The headquarters is also here. I'll be okay, but...but you can't let these big guys wait." Gu Yan reminded softly.
When Qin Yu heard this, his head almost exploded.
"It's not bad to chase her for these two days. Slowly and slowly. After the talk, let's go back together?" Gu Yan persuaded again.
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"Okay, I see."
"Well, let's talk about it later."
The two ended the conversation, and Qin Yu stood beside the helicopter, looked around helplessly, sighed, and turned to return to the car.
When he turned around, a cool breeze blew on Qin Yu's face, and he suddenly felt dizzy, his body leaned back without warning.
"Gudong!"
Qin Yu, whose body had been lit up a long time ago, fell on his back to the ground, his head smashed and blood flowed out, and his body twitched unconsciously.
"Master, teacher...!"
The funeral reacted and immediately brought the guards around.
...
Half an hour later, Yanbei in eight districts.
Lin Nianlei was sitting on the sofa, watching TV with blank eyes, like a sculpture.
There was a sound of footsteps upstairs, and Zhang Lan walked down holding the boy Yi, as if nothing had happened, and asked with a faint smile: "Will you accompany me to the mall later?"
Lin Nianlei turned to look at her: "You don't ask me why you came back?"
Zhang Lan slowly raised her head: "I thought you could continue to be tensed."
"...!" Lin Nianlei slowly lowered her head.
"Come on, take care of the child." Zhang Lan handed her grandson to the nanny, slowly came to Lin Nianlei, touched her head and said: "...Daughter, just talk to mom what you want to say."
...
All over the sky.
"Fuck, what did you say, you went to the hospital? Because of what?!" Gu Yan scolded while sitting in the helicopter: "Damn, you scared me, I thought he died in love...!"