Chapter 82 Falling into the Sun (1)

At five o'clock in the morning, at this time of winter, the sky outside the window is still very dark.

Jiang Jianming was lying in the treatment cabin, staring dimly at the window lattice of the White Jade Palace for a long time.

After a while, the lid of the treatment chamber opened. A slender palm stretched out from the side, pushed back his sweaty black hair, and touched the temperature of his forehead.

Garcia deliberately sat on the head of the treatment cabin. Jiang Jianming, who was lying on his back, could only lift his neck and tilt his head back, barely seeing those beautiful emerald eyes.

Garcia withdrew his eyes and hands, and said lightly: "It's not burning anymore. How do you feel now?"

Jiang Jianming's eyes were empty, and he said sullenly, "...very hungry."

Garcia said indifferently: "I deserve it, I don't eat dinner when I'm sick."

"I didn't even have lunch."

Jiang Jianming's eyes went blank. He pressed his right hand on his hungry stomach, pressed the button with his left, and crawled out of the opened treatment cabin weakly, "...Yesterday things were so chaotic, you still lost your temper."

At the end of last night, Garcia carried him back to his room and let the robot move him into a treatment cabin. At that time, he had been drained by the wear and tear of drowning and freezing, fever and quarrel, and he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

"The food is only toast and porridge." Garcia gestured to the table with a cold gaze, "Go eat."

After such a fierce fight, they stabbed each other with knives in each other's hearts. Unexpectedly, after the quarrel, they felt a lot more refreshed. At this time, it seemed that they had briefly returned to the previous time.

Jiang Jianming took a brief shower, then staggered and sat down at the table for breakfast. Garcia has been staring at him not far or near, as if on guard that he will suddenly faint at a certain moment.

Perhaps it was the existence of that "transaction" that allowed His Highness to step down.

Jiang Jianming thought to himself: Although he has not agreed.

After he had eaten, he rested for a while. He walked to the hanger to get his coat and draped it over his body, which was still the plain long cotton-padded coat.

Garcia frowned unpleasantly, and said without emotion: "Going out again?"

While changing shoes, Jiang Jianming focused on Zheng Yue's affairs to Garcia and said, "Old Marshal Chen asked me to bring someone over to find him today."

He pushed open the door, and the faint morning light came in, illuminating the black hair and eyelashes, "I'll keep my wrist on the whole time, you can see my real-time coordinates... don't worry."

Garcia turned his head in silence, without answering.

The sound of the door closing echoed in the empty room, inexplicably harsh.

two hours later.

Military headquarters, in the one-person office of Marshal Chen.

Old Marshal Chen: "There is indeed a starship whose records do not match. Come and see."

Jiang Jianming's eyes fell on the virtual screen that was drawn over, and he quickly scanned the data information on it: "It's true. I didn't expect such a thing to happen in the imperial capital... And it's just before His Majesty's birthday."

After reading it, he exhaled lightly and raised his face.

What caught my eye was the spacious office: the stereo projected star map on the wall, the liaison machine placed right on the table, and the gray-haired old Marshal Chen Hank sitting opposite him.

The last time he walked into this office was when he said his final goodbyes to Ryan.

The old marshal's style is simple and hard-line. Three years later, the furnishings in the office have hardly changed except for a little outdated.

"No, there is another possibility."

The old marshal's eyes loomed, and he tapped on the desk and said, "It is precisely because it is the imperial capital, and because it is before His Majesty's birthday, that there will be a conspiracy by wicked people. This is likely to be a serious problem. Fortunately, I found it."

"The opponent is very cunning. The anti-reconnaissance work is well done. The key data is either erased or may be replaced. It is difficult to find out the whereabouts of these real crystal mines."

"As for the interference wave for the mecha, that kid Xie Yuduo is urging it every day, but you also know that this thing has only appeared in the past few months, and the Black Shark Base has been studying it day and night. But because it has not been able to get it. It is technically difficult to crack the sample of the interference wave transmitter in a short time."

Jiang Jianming's eyes sank: "Is that so..."

He pushed the virtual screen over and returned it to the old marshal, crossing his fingers and thinking.

The interference wave cannot be cracked for a day, and the lives of the Ginbei Dipper soldiers fighting in the far interstellar space are in crisis every day.

Major General Xie, Instructor Huo Lin, Lieutenant Raymond, Tang Zhen and other officers in the adaptation period...even the three senior officers who tried to deduct his military exploits, the white fat, black thin, and bearded, and even the kind female head nurse in the treatment area.

Those are the people who fought valiantly for this empire. Blood should not be shed by cold arrows in the dark.

"Old Marshal, I think this is a good opportunity."

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Jianming raised his eyes calmly, "Look, if we can investigate this case, is it possible to seize the jammer transmitter from the real murderer behind the scenes, and even get more information?"

Old Marshal Chen raised his brows "ho", he looked at Jiang Jianming deeply, and showed a smile full of admiration: "Well said."

In the current predicament, instead of being intimidated, he can first think of the results that victory can bring... This is the demeanor of a general, and the young man in front of him once again surprised him.

The old marshal opened the drawer of his desk and took out a set of folded military uniforms stored in a transparent pocket.

The gold buckle on the white background is like a symbol of prosperity woven by the eternal sun and the blazing sun.

Jiang Jianming recognized the dignified white-gold military uniform at a glance. This is the standard of the guards of the Golden Sun Wheel Empire.

"Little Excellency, now is a special period. To be honest, it is very difficult for me, old man, to vacate a person who is both capable and absolutely trustworthy to be responsible for investigating this matter."

"Do the good things to the end, and send the Buddha to the west. Since Major Zheng Yue was saved by your little lord, if you are willing, you can investigate this matter."

The old marshal patted the stack of military uniforms, "I'll give you the position of a temporary inspector, with full authority to thoroughly investigate this case, without a superior, who is directly responsible to me, how about it?"

Jiang Jianming raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "You just believe me like that."

The old man smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Jianming's heart moved slightly. He pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly understood Old Marshal Chen's eclectic approach.

Putting aside the question of qualifications and prejudice, thinking about it carefully, I am really...a very suitable candidate.

Unlike all officers serving in the empire, first of all, he does not have any faction, does not participate in power struggles, and can be sure that he will not be bought or be afraid of future suppression.

Furthermore, he is alone, without a father or mother, and his teachers and friends have extraordinary status. Whether the traitor lurking in the Golden Sun Wheel is a traitor, there is no way to threaten him, and he even has to consider whether he will get caught.

Not only that, but he is the only officer who has personally been on the front lines to see a jammer launcher, and maybe even deal with an enemy behind the scenes.

It doesn't matter that he doesn't have much more information than others now, but the situation of war is changing rapidly, and it is very likely that a little intuition is an opportunity to reverse life and death.

Jiang Jianming shook his head and smiled.

"Okay, since the old marshal loves him, I'm honored."

"That's great." Chen Hank nodded with satisfaction, picked up the tea on the table and took a few sips.

Putting down the cup, the old man suddenly said something else casually, as if talking about this morning in a casual tone.

"Oh, Your Excellency, your rank in Yin Beidou... I remember it as a lieutenant."

"Yes." Jiang Jianming nodded.

"Xiao Xie mentioned to me that you once went deep into the enemy line with His Royal Highness Garcia, cracked Yu Thief's tactics when you were trapped, and saved the lives of hundreds of Yin Beidou people."

The old marshal touched his chin and said, "This is a great credit, and I should have given you an exceptional promotion. But the front line of Yin Beidou, little sir, little Jiang, don't blame me for being straight, it's really too difficult."

"..."

Jiang Jianming lowered his eyes and didn't say anything with a smile.

The old marshal stood up, he walked to Jiang Jianming with a sigh, and reached out and patted the young man on the shoulder: "But I also know that you must be unwilling to let you go to the rear to do clerical work now. His Highness always wanted you to join the Golden Sun Wheel before the accident. It's time to make up for it."

"When you solve this case, you will be a lieutenant colonel in Jin Ilun."

Jiang Jianming turned his eyes quickly and said in a low voice, "Old Marshal!"

The old marshal laughed and pinched his shoulder: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the military rank on the Yin Beidou side, you want to keep it for you."

Jiang Jianming smiled bitterly: "I know, that's not what I meant..."

From lieutenant to lieutenant colonel, three levels in a row.

This is an unprecedented promotion since the establishment of the new empire.

It is not an ordinary transfer from one legion to another legion. Looking at the meaning of the old marshal, he was preparing for him to have bilateral military ranks.

At the same time, serving in the strongest "silver spear and golden shield" of the empire, Yin Beidou and Jin Rilun... This is not only the first time in history, but also something that many imperial soldiers can't even dream of.

Such a shocking promotion, such an unheard of honor.

Jiang Jianming was not carried away.

He thought to himself, dumbfounded: Sure enough, although on the surface, he no longer pursued the matter of deceiving the order...

But the old marshal still wanted to keep himself in the empire rather than the far-flung frontline.

Whether this is for caring about himself, for the secrets of the empire, or both... He can't speculate.

It's like he was smart enough not to ask why Garcia existed. If the old marshal could say it, he would have said it long ago.

So in the end, Jiang Jianming just bent his lips casually and wrote lightly: "Well... let's talk about the promotion. I'll settle this matter first."

"By the way, the Major Zheng Yue who is waiting outside, please send me to be my deputy. You can sacrifice your life under pressure from your superiors for an unfair piece of information that has nothing to do with you. We have to investigate to the end, he is a bloody man."