I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel

Chapter 339: Chapter 298: A Thousand Miles Apart, Sending Longing

Jiang Mingyue met his gaze: "The three professors were alive until 3 a.m. the day before yesterday and were then transferred by Liu Chu, heading west from the Wuyun Mountain Grand Canyon. It takes a day to reach the first exit from that place, and Liu Chu has already made arrangements for a tractor to meet them when they arrive."

Yang the Sixth stared at Jiang Mingyue in disbelief: How did she know? He hadn’t revealed anything.

An Jian gave him a contemptuous smile: Do you think keeping your mouth shut will save your life? You’re doomed!

Yang the Sixth trembled all over; he had a bad feeling that this time, it was really over for him.

With the news Jiang Mingyue brought up, further calculations were made. Gan Fengzhe took out a map and pointed to a small country road: "They might have taken the Silver River Road with no interception, going upstream along the Lan River. Based on the timing, they should be near Shaohang Town by now. I’ll call Old Wu; he’s stationed nearby."

Although the expert group was displeased that the small Southern Institute made a breakthrough first, they also respected Special Ability Users. At this time, they actively cooperated: "I’ll take my guard team and drive to pursue them immediately."

Gan Institute had no objections; this was the best plan, attacking from both ends. The only fault lay in the enemy choosing such a perilous mountain route.

Waiting was full of anxiety, and during this period, someone took advantage and set fire to the temporary detention room. Yang the Sixth was rescued but already dead. Forensic Doctor Qi examined him and concluded that the fatal wound was a small knife cut on the neck; the fire was set after he died.

The Southern Institute conducted an internal investigation from top to bottom. Jiang Mingyue was trapped at the Southern Institute; she hadn’t returned home for three days.

The final investigation uncovered a spy; it turned out to be Lu Jia Ping from the hukou department, the colleague who intercepted Li He Ping’s report letter last time. This person had long been bribed by Liu Chu’s group. The Duke of Thunder led a search at his home and found over ten thousand yuan in cash. He had received a total of twenty thousand yuan, with the rest already squandered by his wife and daughter.

On the fourth day, there was still no news from the front, but the Southern Institute lifted its lockdown, allowing everyone to freely enter and exit. Jiang Mingyue immediately went home to shower and change clothes.

When Jiang Mingyue returned home, her cousin wasn’t there, leaving only a note.

"Yueyue, I’m heading north for procurement; this time it might take a while. Take care of yourself, and if anything happens, make sure to tell Brother Xie. Uncle Mute is also someone reliable. Trust your brother’s judgment."

Jiang Mingyue tossed the note into the fire and burned it.

A mailman passed by, knocked on the door, and Jiang Mingyue took the package slip, going to the postal office to retrieve the package.

As before, there was a letter inside, once again quite thick.

"As if meeting in person, seeing the open letter brings comfort:

A round moon, the wind and sand here are incredibly strong, fortunately, I have the skincare products you gave me. However, Qiao Mingtang took some, so I have to use them sparingly.

The beef jerky you provided is also very handy; at the base, there’s often no time to eat, but the beef jerky helps stave off hunger, so at least my stomach isn’t suffering.

The moon here is very round. It’s like I’m standing closest to the moon, I really want you to see it too; it’s exceptionally beautiful.

..."

Jiang Mingyue read the letter repeatedly, then carefully stored it away, placing it in a dedicated box where she could take it out and look at it anytime.

She picked up a pen to write back to him, and before she knew it, it was late at night. The more she wrote, the less she felt like sleeping, so she simply delved into the space.

The third harvest of fruit was almost ripe. Jiang Mingyue thought she could dry some fruit and send it to him once it’s ready.

For now, she could only do other things.

She dried the stock of morel, matsutake, truffle, and milk cap mushrooms into dried fungi, then made crunchy dried fish, air-dried chicken and rabbit, rose tea, and some skincare essential oils. At the postal office, they helped pack a total of six large boxes, and considering the cost, the staff hesitantly asked: "Comrade, the fee isn’t cheap. If it’s not necessary, it might be best not to send them."

Jiang Mingyue understood their good intentions and smiled: "My boyfriend is a soldier; he’s stationed in a place with harsh conditions. His family and I all hate to see him suffer, so we’ve gathered these supplies to send to him, so hopefully, it’ll make things easier for him and benefit his comrades too. This is just my small gesture as a family member and citizen."

Listening to this, the staff realized she’s not just sending longing to her boyfriend across the miles but warmth to comrades protecting the country. So, when Jiang Mingyue wasn’t paying attention, the clerk quietly slipped ten yuan into the still-open envelope...