Chapter 142: Fang Yunxi
This gang of thieves is too rampant! We must return the color!"
Everyone in police uniform was filled with righteous indignation.
But anger is anger, where is the thief?
Director Lin finally wrote: Tracing back to the source, it has to be the case of the mysterious disappearance of the girl! So I think that the main force of the other party is stationed at the dock in Xiandu! But there is a good saying, called: The old nest cannot be served in one pot. Therefore, I have even more reason to believe that Fang Yunxi is not at the dock!"
Lu An Zhengse.
After speaking, he said to Fang Jiajun: "The kidnapper pretended to be separated from Fang Yunxi in Xiangzhou, but in fact, he followed Fang Yunxi all the way to Xiandu. We have information about all the passengers who took that flight. ”
Xiao Chen, put the identity information of the passengers on the screen one by one. ”
He commanded.
"Yes!"
A girl answered.
Then, some images began to play on the screen of the conference room.
When Chu Mo appeared in the picture, Fang Jiajun's brain exploded!
"Xiao Chen! Play it back! Yes, it's him! Enlarge the picture. ”
Under Lu An's command, Chu Mo's face was magnified nearly tenfold.
"Is that him?"
Lu An asked in a deep voice.
Fang Jiajun nodded heavily: "You can't be wrong, it's him!"
Fang Jiajun narrates those old events in the role of a father. In the same way, the point of view he interpreted was diametrically opposed to Fang Yunxi!
"I often taught her that girls should be kind-hearted, but not lose themselves because of good-heartedness. So much so that I couldn't even see something that I should have seen clearly. This man named Chu Mo has too much anger on his body! Every time Xi'er gives him charity, he doesn't see the slightest gratitude. ”
After the narration, Fang Jiajun sighed.
A father can spend his whole life telling his daughter to guard against some men with bad intentions. But sadly, no father or mother takes the time to teach their sons not to hurt girls.
It's a question that's almost impossible to solve!
Here's why:
No parent would think that their son would do something unreasonable. Especially before he had done these things.
From this moment on, all the police comrades in Xiandu City will have no rest time for 24 hours!
Lu An drank.
"No problem!"
In the conference room, the response was deafening!
"Director Zhao, I will be responsible for this case. Is there a problem?"
Lu An said to Zhao Yongsheng.
"No problem. Wrap it around me. ”
Zhao Yongsheng saluted solemnly.
"Then it's up to me to arrange the work. I have to take advantage of the fact that Director Chen is not here to meet an old friend of mine. ”
After Lu An finished speaking, he patted Zhao Yongsheng on the shoulder.
This burden is handed over.
After Lu An walked out of the conference room, he made a phone call. Then went to a place.
A hospital mortuary!
There's a special corpse in the morgue, Dream Whisper!
After Lu An left, Zhao Yongsheng took over the burden and deployed specific work.
The police department is meticulous from top to bottom. Zhao Yongsheng is even more so.
This is a great opportunity for him to atone for his sins!
Besides, the strong enemy soldiers are approaching the city, and everyone in the city is in danger, how dare he ignore the overall situation?
......
"Chu Mo, place
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What is the purpose of keeping me here? If it's to get me, then just come here! I'm just asking for a good time! Okay? It's a word!"
During this time, Fang Yunxi was on the verge of collapse several times. She really couldn't figure out if she was normal or abnormal now.
Let's say it's normal, normal she wouldn't say such cheap things to herself. Let's say it's not normal, she hasn't broken down yet. I can still think, and I still want to be able to escape.
Chu Mo just shook his head and didn't speak.
"Don't be like that, I've always treated me like a brother. You can't do this to me. I used to be right, have I forgotten everything?"
Fang Yunxi cried again. During this time, she was extremely emotionally unstable, crying and laughing at times.
Chu Mo was still silent.
After a while, he walked away with a gloomy face.
"Don't, don't go, don't go! Feed me, feed me! Bastard!
Fang Yunxi shouted at the top of his voice.
I'm tired of shouting, I'm tired of crying, and my throat is hoarse. She was thirsty, hungry, and sleepy.
"Who's coming, who's going to save me?"
She really couldn't hold it anymore, she was really about to collapse.
Consciousness is blurring. It was as if she saw a bowl of chicken soup, a meal.
She pounced and gobbled it up.
On the rooftop.
Under the scorching sun, Chu Mo sweated like rain.
Remember 10 years ago......
It's also so scorching.
The black trash can was sprinkled with leftovers. A scrawny teenager rushed to the mulberry and swept away the leftovers.
After eating, he hit a nausea. Several maggots crawled out of his mouth.
He didn't want to vomit, and swallowed it in one gulp.
At this moment, an eerie man walked behind him.
Masked black robe.
He has a half-male voice and half female voice: "When I was a child, I had no father, no mother, no support, and if I wanted to survive, I could only eat the leftovers thrown away by others. Now, when you grow up and have hands and feet, why do you still live like a livestock?"
The young man lowered his head and replied: "The dock doesn't want me, the factory doesn't want me." ”
The masked black-robed man laughed: "Don't want the wharf, don't want the factory, don't want Tianshu." Chu Mo, this is a world where the law of the jungle eats the strong. If you don't want to eat other people's leftovers, if you don't want to be chased by others all over the street, if you don't want to look at other people's faces, then pick up this sword and kill them! Let the weak become bait. ”
The young man took the sword and exclaimed violently: "It's so heavy!"
"This is made of thousand-year-old black iron, and it ranks sixth in the world's sword spectrum. ”
The man seemed to be smiling.
"Be the strong, and let the weak be my bait?"
The boy raised his sword in both hands, and a sword fell.
A cold light appeared, and the trash can in front of him was cut in half.
"Chu Mo, remember. The weak will only be abandoned to a dirty corner by the world. The weak will only be bullied and trampled on. To live without dignity, like a walking corpse! No one will sympathize with a weak person. Good people know how to give, but sadly, they can never be friends with her. Because she was high up in her eyes, and in her eyes she was just a homeless pet! It's been seventeen years!
The man snapped, and the boy's eyes were cold.
From that moment on, the boy vowed to be strong!
In the past ten years, he has stepped on white bones all the way to the top. The prestige spread far and wide, shocking overseas.
Looking at those who are usually high up like kings, crying and breaking down before they die
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Miserable, he felt extremely happy in his heart.
In these ten years, he has become the one who stands tall.
He gave alms to some of the weak. He was like a god and a holy Buddha in the eyes of those people, and he was just an ant in his eyes. He rewarded them with a bite to eat when he was happy, and starved them when he was not happy.
The feeling of being in charge of the fate of others is quite good.
This is what Aragami taught him, and it is also the true meaning of life that he has realized with his life.
In the past ten years, this true meaning has never wavered.
But at this moment, facing Fang Yunxi, he was shaken!
"Why does it hurt me to see her almost collapsed? It hurts so much that I can't breathe......"
He didn't understand, what's wrong with him?
......
At the headquarters of Xiandu Municipal Hospital, a woman who looked like a noble lady rushed out of the VIP ward in a panic.
She pointed to the nurse at the nurse's desk and scolded: "What do you do! I can't even look at a patient! If Old Man An has anything, we have to fuck me off!"
The head nurse rushed over when she heard the sound and said with a smile: "Madam, why don't we know what you said. But how can we stop Old Man An? If we stop him, he will call us, and we people will have to get out of here today. ”
Several old nurses hurriedly chimed in: "We have all persuaded us, we have really persuaded them." If you don't believe it, you can adjust the monitoring. We, hey, can't be persuaded either. ”
"Did the old man say where to go?"
The lady's tone softened a little. She was not an unreasonable person in the first place, but she was upset when something happened to her family!
An old nurse shook her head and said, "I just said I wanted to go out to breathe." ”
"Breathable? Oops! Daddy shouldn't be ......?"
The lady was stunned!
......
The headquarters of the municipal hospital is located in the old town area, and there are no high-rise buildings in the surrounding area. Out of the south gate, walk forward 50 meters, there is an ancient stone arch bridge, across a thousand years of history of a small river.
On either side of the river are two bluestone paved roads.
At the end of the bluestone road is an old village.
It's a place away from the hustle and bustle, a place of peace and quiet.
An old man walked tremblingly, passing by a tree, and saw a man resting against a tree under the shade.
A head of silver hair is as billowing as the Milky Way, and a white robe is noble and extraordinary. The skin is as fair as clotted fat, and the face is as handsome as a god.
"Yes?"
The old man clutched a picture scroll in his hand tightly, and his voice trembled.
The man glanced coldly.
Seeing the old man, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.
"This man doesn't have long to live. ”
It's an emotion that doesn't belong to him.
After the battle with Su Ye, he learned from the pain!
I finally understood: the power to live is stronger than anything else, and the belief in protecting the loved ones is stronger than anything else.
He came all the way in the bloody rain, with a knife as a bed and blood as a quilt, stormy and windy, and had no fixed place.
I thought that if I cut off all the bonds, I would become the strongest Shura.
But he was defeated!
In order to survive, he had to give up his dignity. It can be said that it is a complete failure!
After that war, the faith he had always held on to was shaken.
"Old man, do you know me?"
He was willing to talk to an old man who was about to die.
"I don't know, but my granddaughter probably does. ”
The old man carefully opened the scroll in his hand with trembling hands.
The people in the painting are lifelike.
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