The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 529 The Missing Portrait

"On the No. [-] car! Come and check!"

The soldier with the hat crookedly waved a small flag in his hand, and counted one by one:

"One, two, thirty!"

The seventh car that was ordered was towed by two horses.Sitting a family of men, women and children, a total of ten people.

They stood in an uneven row with their heads down as required, their hands and feet shaking violently.

The other soldier in charge of the inspection looked fiercely, staring and looking at everyone's faces.

"Hehe, there is a man in your family who wears glasses, take them away!"

Five soldiers surrounded the family with their guns in hand, and took the unfortunate head of the family to the gate of the city.

He was interrogated, searched, threatened and beaten.

All the evidence showed that this man was just a teacher, and he was still tied up and thrown into a military vehicle.

The female relatives and children cried loudly around the car, fell down and got up again after being pushed.

The scene was very sad, Qilan's eyes burst into anger.

An innocent teacher who happens to be wearing glasses will be arrested, not to mention the consequences of Zhang Wenxuan falling into their hands
As soon as he took a few steps forward, Lin Mi stretched out his hand to hold him back with a pear blossom on his face:

"Qilan take me with you, okay?"

"Mi'er is obedient, I'll go to the village to see you after I'm done."

She shook her head, "Snowball's life or death is uncertain, I am very worried that you will be in danger!"

A pair of soft little hands firmly grasped Qilan's arm, he struggled a few times and couldn't get away, so he had to look to his good brother standing beside him for help.

Chen Xing understood immediately, and patted his chest: "Miss Lin, I'll accompany Xiaolan in person, so you should be relieved, right?"

Mrs. Chen also hurried over to comfort her: "They know how to behave and will protect themselves."

The mother and son persuaded together, but Lin Mi hesitated and let go.

Qilan's sleeves slipped between her fingers, like a breeze in the forest, or like a stream in a mountain stream, without a trace in an instant.

It wasn't until he and Chen Xing disappeared from the crowd that he raised his hand to wipe away the tears that had slipped down his cheeks.

Instead of reducing congestion, the temporary checkpoints made the chaotic scene worse.

Walking and blocking, stop and go, the short distance of 200 meters is too much.

It took a lot of effort for the two teenagers to get out of the crowd sweating profusely.

The soldier waving the flag spotted them at a glance, turned his head and shouted at the checkpoint:
"Everyone in car No. [-] is here!"

"There are four in total!"

four? !
The coachman couldn't believe his ears.He reluctantly hugged the cow that was pulling the cart, regretting that he should not have brought along a stranger whose route was unknown.

Zhang Wenxuan put down the heated jar, saw them approaching and asked:
"What happened? Haven't you come home yet?"

"Where did you put your glasses?" Chen Xing lowered his voice, "Give them to me quickly."

"Stuffed socks."

Before he could finish speaking, he was dragged behind the car.Without further ado, Chen Xing squatted down to find out the things hidden in the socks.

When he turned around, Qilan suddenly felt in a daze.

With the addition of a pair of glasses, Chen Xing seemed like a different person.From head to toe exudes an aura that has never been seen before.

This kind of aura is strange and familiar——
It comes from the geeks of the 21st century, and should not appear on college students in the Republic of China.

Although the middle-aged Dr. Chen grew up from the young Chen Xing, it is difficult for Qilan to accept the impermanence of the world--
The only difference between a loyal brother and a stingy bad boss is a pair of glasses?
"Don't stare at me," Chen Xing strode ahead, "If you don't distract those people, how can you pass the inspection smoothly?"

The soldiers in charge of the inspection had bright eyes, clapped their hands excitedly and shouted:

"Brothers, another one wearing glasses has arrived!"

As soon as the three of them stood firm, they saw jet-black muzzles protruding from all directions.

Qilan was the closest to him, but he couldn't see the eyes behind the lens.

Chen Xing unhurriedly took out a small notebook and clamped it between two fingers:

"Here are the documents."

"He came from the police station and was ordered to go out of the city to handle business."

"Do I look like the man you're trying to catch?"

Not afraid of densely packed muzzles, but also ignoring menacing soldiers.

Everyone with guns was dumbfounded.

The certificates were quickly rotated in the hands of the soldiers and handed over to the desk of the leader in charge.

Flipping over the thin skin and adding a few pieces of paper, the chief of the inspection department was in awe, leaned over the table and hurriedly wrote a note.

"Crack!" A bright red seal landed.

Not only did he return the small book in person, but he also gave him a "passport".

"Someone will check on the road outside the city, please take this with you."

"Thank you!"

Chen Xing shook the officer's hand generously.

The officer gave an order with a smile on his face: "Let go!"

The soldiers in front retreated in an orderly manner, vacating a path leading directly to the gate of the city.

After taking the stamped note, he went straight ahead with Qilan and Zhang Wenxuan.

The driver of the car was also given preferential treatment for having carried "high officials of the police station", avoiding a destructive search.

After their figures disappeared behind the two doors, Mrs. Chen dragged Lin Mi down from the roof of the bullock cart.

"Amitabha," she patted her heart in shock, "Since when did Xing'er learn to act in a pretentious manner?"

"Brother Chen doesn't seem to be acting," Lin Mi tried hard to recall those startling details, "Could it be that someone changed his soul with him?"

When passing through the gloomy city gate, Qilan still didn't forget to glance at the paper pasted on the wall.

The newly posted portraits are larger than the previous ones, and the painting skills have improved a lot.

The Zhang Wenxuan on the portrait is very similar to himself. If Chen Xing hadn't rescued the emergency with the ID that had fallen from Qin Feng at the critical moment, this trip would have been a disaster.

Only a short distance away from the terrifying city gate, Chen Xing couldn't help himself.

Hearing a "plop", the whole person fell on all fours in front of his friends.

Qilan hurriedly helped him up, patted the dust on his body: "Brother Chen, are you okay?"

The wrestler opened his eyes wide as if he had just woken up.

He touched the glasses that had fallen to his chin, tore them off and threw them to his feet.

"Xiao Chen, is it comfortable to wear?"

Zhang Wenxuan's words are right, he deserves to be someone who has experienced it.

"Feeling fine at first, then getting dizzy—"

Chen Xing stood up unsteadily, took out his ID from his pocket, and smiled triumphantly:

"Hey, make the best use of good things!"

Qilan snatched the small notebook, "Qin Feng was discharged from the hospital with Sergeant Liu this morning, and then used his ID to deceive people, be careful to catch him on the spot next time!"

Not long after they left, Sergeant Liu sent someone to deliver a new portrait.

It was an image of a teenager carefully drawn stroke by stroke.

The words "Gu Qilan" were impressively written in red pen on the paper.

On this side of the city gate, Lin Mi's scarf was blown away by a gust of wind.

Mrs. Chen reached out to grab it, but was blocked by a passing carriage.

I had to watch it being rolled up to a tree more than three meters high.

Lin Mi felt a chill rushing towards his face.

His skin was as white as porcelain, tender and smooth, and he didn't look like a village child, nor like a girl raised by a small family in the city.

The last time she followed Mrs. Chen into the city, the package was tightly packed.It also caught up with the fact that there were few people at night, the gatekeepers were too dark to see clearly, and the inspection was not so strict.

Now that there is no turban at the critical moment, can I go back safely?
(End of this chapter)