With Director Tian's order, Team Zhai handled the matter here steadily and pressed the button.

Except for Zhai's team, which is almost 40 meters away from the center point, everyone else is at least about 100 meters away from the center point, and the windows near this point have been closed by the police from house to house.

"pong!" There was a loud bang, and the white smoke quickly filled up, and this long-dusted thing disappeared forever.

About 100 kilometers away from here, at the junction of the West Fifth Ring Road and the South Fifth Ring Road in Shangjing City, there is a tall and majestic Anti-Japanese War Memorial Hall, where hundreds of tourists admire the demeanor of the martyrs and witness the changes of history.

In the memorial hall, there are dozens of similar wreckage, some large and small, different models, and some even special bacteriological bombs, which were once tragic. At this moment, the tour guides, docents and visitors at the booth did not know that these real wrecks were not only history, but also created history in a certain location of the motherland.

War may not make people bleed all the time, but the scars are there, and there are things that cannot be forgotten in this life and the next.

After so many years, it is not as large as imagined, this thing has only formed a pit of more than three meters, and the effective radius is only a dozen meters, and when it comes to the position of the Zhai team, even a stone can not fly.

Violent sound, the 110 system received multiple alarms, fortunately, the situation has already been reported by the whole city, and a very dangerous operation has been completed by now.

Next, comrades in the city and in the district wore explosion-proof suits and held professional detection equipment, and began to conduct a detailed investigation of the scene to prevent any fish from slipping through the net.

For the time being, it is impossible to continue the construction, the foreman of the developer is very understanding and grateful for this, and he is very cooperative, the scene has been cleaned up without any problems, the traffic began to be restored, the windows of the residential buildings once again appeared to shoot the residents, and the fire and criminal police departments began to evacuate.

The investigation continued until noon, when it was no longer possible to see anything at the scene, and the wreckage had been recovered.

"Long time no see, White Pine. Captain Fang came out of the ruins and greeted Bai Song.

"Hello Fang Team", Bai Song stretched out his hands and shook hands with the Fang team: "I've been busy lately, so I don't have time to visit you." ”

"Haha, you, it's only been a few days in the office, and you can talk about it", the fang team looked in a good mood and joked with Bai Song: "How is it, are you still used to working lately?"

"Accustomed to it, the work in the office is very fulfilling. “

"Well, that's..."

"Bai Song, there is a policeman!" Before the Fang team finished speaking, Wang Suo called Bai Song.

Bai Song glanced at the team apologetically, the team smiled and nodded in understanding, and Bai Song quickly ran towards the king.

"There is a dispute, you follow Feng Bao for a trip. "The king said.

"Okay, no problem. After Bai Song finished speaking, he walked towards the police car, at this time, he saw a familiar figure in the distance, he stopped suddenly, and then said to Feng Bao: "Brother Bao, I'm sorry, I have something to do here, can you take them with three meters?"

Feng Bao glanced at the direction Bai Song was looking at, nodded, indicating that he understood, and then shouted three meters, and the two drove away from the police.

Wang Suo also saw this situation and was a little curious, "That child, do you know?"

"That's not a child", Bai Song pointed to the man who had already approached: "Last time Brother Bao and I went to the police, someone called the police and said that there was an 'alien' walking back and forth here, it was him, this person is 40 years old this year, a homeless man." “

"Aliens?" Wang Suole said: "I really dare to report any police." Well, are you looking for him for yesterday's murder?"

"Well, he usually lives here, I want to ask him. Bai Song said.

"Okay, you go ahead and ask, I'll have to finish it up here. Wang Suo waved his hand.

The short man saw Bai Song coming and gave him an indifferent look, he had a little impression of the tall young policeman, but he couldn't say whether it was a good impression or a bad impression. In his world, people are basically gray and don't change much. Well... It's not right, the little girl who handed herself a lollipop a few years ago is not gray.

Bai Song didn't lean too far forward, nor did he speak, just looked at the man. Bai Song has a good memory, he once looked at this man's ID card, his name is Zheng Yanwu, and it was a very good name in that era.

Zheng Yanwu looked at the dilapidated bungalow that had collapsed in the distance, and looked slightly sad. More than an hour ago, he heard other homeless people say that there was a big explosion in the bungalow opposite the Daguangli community, and many houses were blown up.

The world is so big, where is home? I have already found such a place, why should I be targeted like this?

"Hello, there will be machinery here for a while, please get out of the fence. Two security guards came and evicted Zheng Yanwu.

Zheng Yanwu looked at the security guard, and then looked at the place where he lived, which had not yet become a ruin, but the explosion had already collapsed the wall there, and there was no point in going again. Accustomed to the coldness of life, he didn't say much, turned around and was about to leave.

These four seas are already homeless, so there is no need to be entangled.

"Zheng Yanwu, are you looking for your bedding and things?" Bai Song pointed to the big tree dozens of meters away: "My colleagues and I helped you move there." “

Zheng Yanwu was stunned.

He had forgotten that he still had a name.

I don't know how many years have passed, no one knows his name anymore, no one will shout this name, and he is really a little uncomfortable when he is suddenly aroused by someone at this time.

After about a few seconds, Zheng Yanwu turned his head to look at Bai Song, and saw that Bai Song's arm was still raised, so he looked in the direction Bai Song was pointing. Familiar with cold eyes and deception, Zheng Yanwu habitually didn't want to go dozens of meters away to verify whether it was true or false, but when he saw Bai Song's eyes, he found that it really didn't look like he was teasing him, and after thinking about it for about five or six seconds, Zheng Yanwu raised his leg and walked in the direction Bai Song pointed.

He was indeed not tall, and in places where Bai Song could easily see, he was blocked by his vision and could not see at all. After walking a dozen steps forward, he saw his futon and various things.

A few worn-out bedding and some rotten-looking pots and pans were now quietly placed next to the tree, slightly neater than the "home" where they had been placed.