Chapter 227: Sad and Extreme

"So what?" Qing Linqiu said indifferently, "It's your choice to become an agent. Since you make a choice, you have to bear the consequences. I guess, what you stole is a kind of code. Did you sacrifice a lot? Wrong, but that's because you guys think it's worth the sacrifice, and that has nothing to do with Uncle."

You can't morally kidnap others just because you have sacrificed a lot!

You can't do whatever you want just because you have done meritorious service!

"You don't understand, you don't understand how powerful that code is! If we don't steal it back, how will our country be threatened! If we don't steal it, we can only be beaten passively! If... If at the beginning With the power of Nanming, we can even bring back all the codes!" Qing Zhongtang was already hysterical.

Qing Linqiu looked at him coldly.

"Wait... how do you know that what we stole is code?" Qing Zhongtang still hasn't completely lost his mind.

"Probably because foreign intelligence personnel have already entered the country in order to hunt down a man named TD." Qing Linqiu said, "At this time, you are still trying to find out the secrets of the people around you, and you are still trying to find out the secrets of the people around you. My own people were pushed into the fire pit, and there was no spy at all..." Qing Linqiu spread his hands, "I guess."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Qing Zhongtang turned around and wanted to go out, but Qing Linqiu stopped him.

"What are you doing? Get out of the way!"

Qing Linqiu remained motionless.

"I order you to get out of the way!"

"Sorry, I don't belong to your organization, so I don't accept your orders." Qing Linqiu sneered.

He has never liked Qing Zhongtang's behavior style.

But no matter how much he didn't like it, Qing Zhongtang was his fourth uncle.

If it was someone else, maybe now, he would have taken action without hesitation, killing people, whether it was an enemy or a stranger, as long as he could keep Nan Ming's secret, he didn't care.

But he couldn't kill Qing Zhongtang because he was Qing Linqiu's fourth uncle.

Sometimes, Qing Linqiu really hates this kind of blood relationship.

Qing Zhongtang reached out for his gun, but before he lifted his hand, the gun in his hand had already been knocked out with a stick.

The gun slammed into the wall hard, sinking deep into the wall.

Qing Zhongtang felt as if his wrist had been broken.

"What are you arguing about!" Qing Huo's voice came from behind Qing Linqiu, but it was Mr. Qing who felt that the voice from above was wrong and came up.

Seeing Qing Linqiu's stick and Qing Zhongtang's expression, he already understood everything.

"Dad, you also know about this?" Qing Zhongtang also saw Qinghu's expression, and he understood everything.

"Nonsense, of course I know, I'm not old-fashioned!" Qinghu said in a deep voice.

"Then why... why don't you absorb him into the organization, if he can work for the organization, how many powerful weapons can he create for us, our actions..."

"I don't think it's a good thing to absorb Nan Ming into the organization." Qing Huo shook his head and said.

"You are all possessed! That Nan Ming, what did he do to you!" Qing Zhongtang never dreamed that Mr. Qing would say such a thing!

"You are the one who is possessed!" Old Master Qing yelled angrily, "I see, you have been in the intelligence agency for too long, and you have become more and more narrow! Action! Action! Ever since you came back, you have only been talking about action. ! I never knew when intelligence would take precedence over everything else!"

"But our action... is to protect..." Qing Zhongtang had something else to say.

"I never knew that the rise and power of a country was due to intelligence agencies. In history, which intelligence agency promoted the development of history? The Imperial Guard? The Gestapo? The KGB? Or the CIA?" Mr. Qing shook his head, "No, no Intelligence agencies, not even the military, not the government... but technology, economics, cultural development, don't you even understand this bit of common sense?"

It was not Hitler who changed the world, but Einstein.

Compared to money, power seems eternal.

But compared to power, knowledge is truly eternal.

"But this kind of power is very dangerous in the hands of an ordinary person. We will..."

"Can you make good use of it?" Old Master Qing shook his head, "If I have to trust a group of people, I would rather trust one person I trust."

This sentence is very simple, but also very complicated, Qing Linqiu has been tasting it for a long time.

The meaning contained in it is extremely scary when you think about it carefully.

Grandpa, you are an old revolutionary soldier!

But it is true wisdom.

Everyone has their own selfish desires, and powerful power can only be controlled by one person, not by a large number of people.

Just like the nuclear button of the United States, it must be in the hands of the President of the United States rather than the Congress.

"People change and are complicated." Qing Zhongtang said, "Unsupervised forces..."

"So, we will guide him, educate him, and make him a person who will not be influenced by others." Qing Huo paused, "Everyone makes mistakes, but we will find a way to make his mistakes not cause too much harm."

Qing Linqiu finally understood why grandpa was so kind and affectionate to his little uncle.

Only when you allow yourself to love someone can you think about him wholeheartedly and make him the best person you can be.

That's what Mr. Qing did.

Maybe Mr. Lu did the same.

Just like every qualified father wants his son to be the best person.

Although not very successful at times.

Qing Linqiu looked at Qing Zhongtang, three to one. In terms of educating children, grandpa is quite successful. After all, a dragon has nine sons, each of which is different. Now that there are three other excellent children, there is a Qing A son like Zhongtang is justifiable.

Was Qing Zhongtang successful? very successful.

Is it excellent? Also excellent.

But Qing Linqiu looked down on him.

How narrow must a person be to think about problems so simply.

Extremism is really a thing that can destroy people.

"You can't..." Qing Zhongtang felt that Mr. Qing was completely stupid. He must have been brainwashed and deceived. This was not the father he had always regarded as an idol.

Absolutely not!

Although Qing Zhongtang is not good at expressing his feelings, which child does not worship his father?

Old Master Qing threw the phone to Qing Zhongtang, and said, "Call your boss or anyone else and tell them that there are spies coming to the country. How dare you say one more word about the others..."

Old Master Qing looked at Qing Linqiu, and said viciously, "I smashed his head."

Qing Linqiu replied loudly, and eagerly waved the stick in his hand, but was slapped on the forehead by the backhand of Mr. Qing, "Why are you so excited? That's your fourth uncle!"

"Don't worry, I won't say such an important thing on the phone, because no communication tool is completely reliable. I will personally report this matter to my boss, and you can't keep me locked up forever." Qing Zhongtang took over Phone, said in a deep voice.

"Others can't, but I can." Old Master Qing was very sad, his eyes were full of disappointment.

These years, he really didn't care much about Qing Zhongtang. If not, how could he make Qing Zhongtang such a radical person?

If Qing Zhongtang did it for selfishness, meritorious service, or other self-interest, he would be happier.

But Qing Zhongtang turned out to be absolutely selfless at this time. Among the four sons, Qing Zhongtang was the most selfless. Father Qing never thought that such a noble quality would make him feel sad.

He just felt that Qing Zhongtang had become a machine without ego and independent personality.

The son he loved was dead.

Old Master Qing ordered loudly: "Xiao Li, call a team and watch him. If he dares to contact anyone or wants to leave this room, just shoot him!"

"Yes!" The guard downstairs responded loudly.

Then Mr. Qing turned his head and looked at Qing Zhongtang: "How do you know that no one in China can write your kind of code? How do you know that everything you do is not wrong? Useless? Useless ?”

"Impossible, that kind of code cannot be written in China for another ten years. We are protecting this country, we..."

"What if Nan Ming used his strength to write code?" Old Master Qing paused, then raised his snow-white eyebrows, "As long as he wants."

"Impossible..." Qing Zhongtang was stunned suddenly, how could it be... This is impossible, impossible! Absolutely impossible!

"You will still ask him to help you strengthen your weapons, and then go to steal the code, because you can only think in this way. So I will never allow you to do that."

After saying this, Mr. Qing turned around and went downstairs. (To be continued.)