Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

The political commissar is a 50-year-old uncle. He and Long Qingtian's father used to be good friends, so they get along well with Long Qingtian.

Seeing Long Qingtian at this moment, he couldn't help but twist his brows, "Qingtian, what are you doing here?"

After his words fell, everyone came to their senses and stood up in unison to salute Long Qingtian.

Long Qingtian directly ignored everyone's etiquette, gave a military salute to the political commissar, and then directly cut to the topic:

"What is being tried?"

This problem, he went beyond.

That's not his job at all.

But it was only natural for him to ask.

The tone of asking this question was very cold, Long Qingtian glanced lightly, and someone immediately said, "That's right, Chief, yesterday I helped the police station perform a task, and a suspect escaped. Opportunity to catch him or shoot him, but Mo Jiu watched him run away."

"Is there any evidence?"

"It can be clearly seen in the video."

Long Qingtian glanced at Mo Jiu. As soon as Mo Jiu met those eyes, he immediately lowered his head guilty.

Mo Jiu suddenly felt that he was very incompetent, as if after entering the military area, he had done nothing but trouble Long Qingtian...

Long Qingtian spoke again: "Who asked them to perform the task?"

Someone replied: "Lu Lan."

"Do you have my warrant?"

As soon as this question came up, everyone was taken aback. Who would investigate this kind of question?

Long Qingtian still kept his voice cold, "My warrant clearly states that the suspect must be caught?"

Everyone was silent.

Who's going to see the warrant?

Long Qingtian said: "Find out these things first, and then trouble her!"

He directly described the group's interrogation of Mo Jiu as looking for trouble, expressing his position.

Then, Long Qingtian held Mo Jiu's wrist and strode out.

Mo Jiu looked back at the group of people in surprise, this... is it over?

She knew that Long Qingtian deliberately asked about those warrants to procrastinate for time, but if he procrastinated today, can he survive tomorrow?

Mo Jiu was silent.

The two walked in silence until they left the military procuratorate. Mo Jiu still seemed to feel a chill behind him.

They walked into a small wood, no one was around.

Mo Jiu paused, lowered his head, and whispered, "Brother, I'm sorry."

Long Qingtian didn't speak, but he also stopped, standing in front of her, and only gave her a back view.

Mo Jiu knew that it was Long Qingtian who was waiting for her to speak.

Mo Jiu was silent for a while, and finally said: "That person is Han Chaoyang."

Long Qingtian didn't speak.

Mo Jiu lowered his head, "I don't know why he's there, but brother, I can't shoot, and I can't reveal his identity. If I tell, he's finished!"

"So you are not afraid that you will be finished if you don't tell me?!"

Long Qingtian finally spoke.

He turned his head abruptly, holding her shoulders with two big hands, staring at her deeply with his dark eyes, in those eyes, there was disappointment, jealousy, and deep love.

"Mo Jiu, his future is important, so your future is not important?!"

Long Qingtian's voice was very low, such a low voice, with goosebump-like sexiness, it was terribly nice.

It's a pity that Mo Jiu didn't have a chance to appreciate his voice at this moment, she just widened her eyes, bit her lips, and looked at the man in front of her.