"Then get ready!"

Ye Xiao agreed with Bai Xi's proposal, and everyone agreed, and decided to send Ji Yun home in person.

At this time, Dong Pingyu called.

"Is the news confirmed? This matter is so big that it will shock the world." Dong Pingyu was very anxious. If the news was true, billions of humans on this planet would be annihilated.

"OK." Ye Xiao's voice became heavier and he continued: "Chief, we just found a severed finger in the box. It should be that of senior Ji Yun. We will prepare to send him home in the next two days."<

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"I understand." Dong Pingyu sighed and ordered: "Bury the hero properly. With the detailed address, Ji Yun's family should be easy to find, and the country will give them the highest standard of military treatment. If there are too many targets, it will be really difficult.

Not sure, all targets enjoy military status."

"Thank you, Chief!" Ye Xiao solemnly thanked you.

"I should thank you! I don't know how many Ji Yun, Luo Xize and Liu Lihua there are. We have forgotten the people we should remember most."

Dong Pingyu choked up and asked Ye Xiao to send him a high-definition photo of the box and letter, then hurriedly hung up the phone.

"It's time to get busy!"

After hanging up the phone, Dong Pingyu sighed meaningfully.

The next day, Bai Xi and his group of seven got on a plane flying to Shu Province.

Then, he took the provincial high-speed rail to Tai'an City, and after more than an hour's drive, he finally arrived at his destination - Luohe Village.

The village is located at the foot of the mountain, with a cement road winding through it. There is also a small river next to the village. Several old cattle are eating fresh grass leisurely, and the calves are playing wildly beside the old cattle.

A green taxi dropped Bai Xi and others off at the entrance of the village.

As they were leaving, the driver was still wondering. These people were wearing military uniforms, didn't speak a word along the way, and were holding a box. Could it be that they were bringing ashes back?

After getting off the car, Bai Xi and others walked towards the village. They met an old farmer carrying a hoe, wearing a green Red Army cap and rubber shoes.

"Uncle, which family is Ji Dashan?" Bai Xi held the rosewood box and stepped forward to ask.

She personally held the box along the way, letting Ji Yun see his hometown and this familiar land.

Ji Dashan is Ji Yun's father. Since there is only one family named Ji in the whole village, it is easy to determine Ji Yun's identity.

"The one with the big cherry tree in front of the house is Ji Dashan's house." The old farmer pointed to an old two-story building behind him and said.

Seeing that Bai Xi and the others met each other and were wearing military uniforms, the old farmer asked, "What do you want from Ji Dashan?"

"We are here to send the heroes home." Bai Xi replied.

Looking at the box in Bai Xi's hand, the old farmer asked: "Another soldier died? What's his name and how old was he?"

"Ji Yun died on January 31, 2003. He was probably in his twenties or thirties."

Ji Yun's age was determined by Ye Xiao overnight, who had the most experienced police officer from the Tianhai City Criminal Investigation Brigade, through the fingerprints on the interlayer of the box.

"Twenties and thirties?"

The old farmer looked strange, thought about it carefully, and replied firmly: "You are wrong. Ji Dashan and his wife have no children, and their relatives do not have any relatives named Ji Yun. Take a closer look to see if you are in the wrong place.

How could you make such a mistake? It will chill the hearts of heroes."

The old farmer was a little angry, feeling that today's young people are really unreliable.

"We are not mistaken, this is Ji Yun's home." The old farmer's words made Bai Xi's throat tighten, and he forced out a smile and answered with the same certainty.

Ye Xiao and the others behind him were silent, their calm faces hiding the sadness in their hearts, as if they had seen their own future.

"You young people, why are you so stubborn? I have lived in the village for decades, but I still don't know if any family has children?

Besides, Ji Dashan’s daughter-in-law Wu Quanzhen is my biological sister. Do I know what kind of relatives they have?”

"Are you uncle?"

The sadness in Bai Xi's heart became thicker. If the seniors saw this scene, how sad they would be!

"Uncle?" The old farmer was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Well...if my sister and brother-in-law have children, I am indeed his uncle. What a pity, why don't we have children!"

The old farmer didn't say this last sentence, he just regretted it in his heart.

"Thank you, uncle."

Seeing Bai Xi and others' resolute attitude, the old farmer shook his head and said, "Since you don't believe it, I will take you to Dashan's house and let him tell you personally."

Under the leadership of the old farmer, Bai Xi and others came to Ji Yun's house.

This is a two-story building built twenty years ago. A lush old cherry tree casts a shade, making it a good place to enjoy the cool air in summer.

In the clean courtyard, an old man with gray hair wearing a gray coat was collecting dry clothes with a staggering step.
Chapter completed!