Human beings often desire the abstract things represented by the title of this chapter. They are mixed with contradictory feelings of utilitarianism and sensibility...

The Chinese Ambassador to Italy felt that the hotel was not as long as the police were late. After all, the Prime Minister's grandson was assassinated on this land. It takes a very big heart to wake up one hour before going to work.[]

"Hello, Colonel, I am Ding David, China in Italy." After coming to Wang Qibu, Ding David chose to directly call Wang Qibu.

"Please, Ambassador Ding. I've been troubled by this trip in the middle of the night. Qibu really feels very sorry." Wang Qibu's sincere statement has nothing to do with his posture. After all, in terms of being civilized and polite, he has been able to be used as a model since he was a child. In fact, Wang Qibu can get good evaluations among the older generation of leaders and fathers and uncles, and cannot be separated from his politeness to these people over the years.

Take Ambassador Ding, who is over 50 years old and half-bald, with a strong old and pedantic temperament, for example, his first impression of Wang Qibu was very good, and he said, "Don't talk about this, you are nothing more important than anything. How about it, are you hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital for a check-up?"

"I'll bother you. You know, I just experienced an assassination. Although I can't say it's good, things are always gone." Wang Qibu joked appropriately to ease the atmosphere and make David Ding feel at ease.

But where can David Ding laugh? You know, the comrades in China have never dared to report this to the Prime Minister. Moreover, he had heard the report from the Roman police on the way to come. The shooting and grenades made him sweat a few times. He had just seen the shocking situation in the room that had happened. So, from a health perspective, he is the person who needs to go to the hospital for examination now.

"Comrade Colonel..."

"Don't call me that anymore. I'm embarrassed to agree." Wang Qibu interrupted and said, "You are much older than my father, so I'll call you Uncle Ding, so you can call me Qibu." You should know that Chinese people are often a manifestation of alienation, so they are almost habitual. Wang Qibu tries to break this atmosphere of alienation.

I was stunned for a moment. While my heart's favor for Wang Qibu increased again, David Ding could not help but improve his evaluation level of Wang Qibu. It's not simple! He sighed in his heart, and then said, "Qibu, okay, don't hurry to go to the hospital for examination, but do you know anything about the person who attacked you?" Strictly speaking, this is actually a sentence that David Ding can ask or not. Why do you say so? Because if Wang Qibu is just a simple prime minister's grandson, he must do this. Not asking means not caring enough about the family of the country-class leaders. Although there is no discipline clearly written

But this is the most obvious and serious violation of discipline. However, the current situation is that Wang Qibu's identity is far from being as simple as the Prime Minister's grandson. First of all, he is a soldier. Secondly, although it is vague, Ding also knew that Wang Qibu's trip to Rome was with some special missions, at least he could not be published immediately. So when asked, it was actually a taboo. Then, David Ding, who must have thought of these, finally asked this question, which was actually a metaphor for expressing his position. He believed that the boy in front of him who he thought was not simple would be able to understand.

"I am from the Japanese side. My friend has left with a living mouth. I believe that after interrogation, I can gain something." Sure enough, Wang Qibu's briefings made David Ding know that there was no problem with his vision.

"Japanese?" David Ding seemed to be talking to himself. This was not a diplomat's accent, it was just a subconscious expression.

"Haha, if my judgment is not wrong, this matter should involve members of the Japanese royal family. Although there is no evidence yet, I believe there will be an answer in the end. After all, this assassination is very hasty no matter how you look at it, and the prediction of my ability is very insufficient." Wang Qibu smiled again, and underestimated an assassination about him. This indifference also shocked David Ding, who already felt that he had a high enough evaluation of the boy in front of him, again. There are people who can laugh at life and death, and David Ding, who thinks he is 50 years old, has not had contact with such a person. But with Wang Qibu's age and background, he can still do this, so his level of monster is enough to move him again and again. It can even be said to be horrified and shocked!

"Then, I'll ask Uncle Ding to arrange a plane back home as soon as possible. My unfilial grandson will go back earlier so that the old man can feel at ease sooner." Of course, Wang Qibu, who had no position to guess David Ding's inner thoughts, said.

"Ah? Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes." David Ding, who had just come to his senses, said. Since the other party did not have any other requests for him, then he knew what he should do.

...

Sitting in the embassy, ​​in the living room of the suite arranged by the staff for Wang Qibu, Wang Qibu answered his phone, "Where am I in the embassy? If that guy doesn't leave it, he doesn't have to waste it and deal with it directly. The key is that you have to come back quickly, because the plane we returned to China will take off after two shifts."

"Okay, I'll take a taxi now. Then I've dealt with the people." Yue Xiaochen on the other end of the phone said happily.

"..." He choked Wang Qibu for a while.

"By the way, I almost forgot that guy left the guy before I dealt with him." Yue Xiaochen said as if he had just remembered it.

"I'm really bad at the fun." Wang Qibu couldn't help but complain, regardless of whether Yue Xiaochen could fully understand it.

"Actually nothing. In your words, it's a very bloody eight o'clock plot, about two Japanese brothers fighting for the throne." Yue Xiaochen, who might be blocking the car, said.

"Well, if this is the case, it will be explained." Wang Qibu, who was not stupid, was relieved immediately.

"With your personality, the next thing is to trouble those two Japanese, right?" Yue Xiaochen, who watched a pickup truck drive by his side, asked tentatively.

"No need. They will come to the door on their own initiative." Wang Qibu was sure, but then added, "Of course, if they were smart enough!"
Chapter completed!