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When the sky was still bright, people had begun to come one after another outside the Nancheng District Police Force.

Today is Xiao Fang's memorial service, although he is just an ordinary police officer, he is sacrificed in the crisis of the infected, so the police force sees him off according to the highest specifications.

I don't know if the heavens were also touched, but before the memorial service began, it actually rained lightly, as if crying.

Zhang Tianyong stood outside the police force with a young police officer, wearing a police uniform and looking solemn.

They stood tall in the rain and received those who came to mourn.

There are colleagues in the police system, as well as relatives and friends of Xiaofang.

There are even some people who come here.

"Hello. ”

A man in a black suit walked over and asked, "May I ask, is Officer Xiaofang's memorial service here?"

"Well, please come in. ”

The young officer's eyes were red, as if he was suppressing endless sadness.

He is Fang Ming, Xiao Fang's own brother.

"Thank you. ”

After speaking, the black suit did not walk in, but turned around and waved, and on a van not far away, with a hula, three people carrying cameras walked down.

Fang Ming and Zhang Tianyong glanced at each other, and their colors changed slightly.

It stands to reason that the police memorial service does not want to be filmed by the media, however, the crisis of the infected person has just passed, and many media have proposed to the police, hoping to do some publicity for this memorial service.

Therefore, after careful consideration, the police finally opened some back doors to the media.

Except for Yunhai TV, which can bring in a camera, reporters from other media can only bring cameras into the venue.

This person carried three cameras as soon as he appeared, which was a bit excessive!

"I'm sorry. ”

Fang Ming raised his arm and intercepted in front of the black suit, "Except for Yunhai TV, other media can only bring one camera to enter." ”

The black suit smiled: "Don't worry, I will arrange these three cameras in a relatively hidden place, and it will definitely not cause trouble to the police." ”

"That's not going to work, it's our rule. ”

Fang Ming frowned, and the smile in the black suit made him feel inexplicably disgusted.

On such a solemn and solemn occasion, even if you don't feel it, at least you shouldn't laugh!

Zhang Tianyong was also cold in his heart, and blocked the black suit with one sentence: "Either bring the camera in, or you don't have to enter." ”

“…… That's fine. ”

The black suit had no choice but to let the three cameramen go back to the car, and he brought a DSLR camera, "Officer, is this okay?"

Fang Ming nodded: "Which media, show your ID." ”

"Okay. ”

The black suit was also visible, and the little police officer was holding his breath, but in order to enter the memorial service, he still fully cooperated.

Seeing the press card, Fang Ming let him go.

When he turned around, he found that Zhang Tianyong's eyes had been following the black suit until he entered the memorial service hall.

Fang Ming asked puzzledly, "Team Zhang, is there anything wrong with this person?"

"It's hard to say. ”

Zhang Tianyong said in a deep voice, "His name is Gu Zijin, and he is a well-known reporter in Yunhai City, especially good at reporting out of context and bold style. ”

"If he dares to mess around at his brother's memorial service, I must make him look good!"

"Don't worry, I won't give him this chance. ”

patted Fang Ming's shoulder, but Zhang Tianyong's eyes showed a trace of solemnity.

I don't know why, there is always a restless mood lingering in his heart.

Half an hour later.

The memorial service officially began.

In the center of the police hall, there are countless flowers, Xiao Fang's body is quietly placed in a crystal coffin, the wound on the throat has been stitched, after treatment, there is no trace, but careful identification, you can still see a shallow fracture.

In front of the crystal coffin, there is a black and white photograph.

Xiao Fang wore a police hat and a very bright smile, as if being able to be a police officer was the most glorious thing in his life.

Many policewomen couldn't contain their emotions and shed tears of sadness, while other policemen were biting their lips and suppressing the pain and sadness in their chests, although they didn't cry.

"Xiao Fang, go all the way, my brother is here to see you off. ”

"Brother Fang, when you were in college, you said that you wanted to be a hero, and you realized your dream, but why did you leave?"

"Officer Fang, I brought my son to see you, that day, it was you who protected my son in the hot pot restaurant, and it was you who gave him a second life...... Son, kowtow to your Uncle Fang!"

"Uncle Fang, you promised me that you would watch me take the entrance examination to the Criminal Police Academy, why did you fall asleep!"

Some saluted, some cried, and some knelt down.

Especially the child who cried incessantly, every time he kowtowed, it was like knocking on everyone's hearts.

And this scene was also permanently recorded by the reporters present.

"It's so infectious. ”

"It's definitely going to make the headlines. ”

"Editor-in-chief, have you received my photo, hurry up and take down the other news and push this photo up. ”

Although the appearance of these reporters has made the atmosphere of the memorial service a little strange, Zhang Tianyong understands that the appearance of these reports will play a great role in improving the credibility of the police.

Moreover, the hero should be remembered by the people.

At this moment, the cameras of Yunhai TV are also ready.

Standing in front of the camera is Li Tong, a journalist who has just made a name for himself in the crisis of the infected.

"The hero's curtain call, but the hero's spirit will live forever, audience friends, this is the memorial service of Officer Fangzheng, I think, without too much introduction, everyone knows what Officer Fang has dedicated to us in this infected person crisis, now, let's follow the camera, and finally send Officer Fang a ride. ”

After doing a brief live introduction, Li Tong turned around and bowed to Xiao Fang's body and took the initiative to withdraw from the picture.

In the next second, Li Tong walked to Zhang Tianyong's side and said heavily: "Hello Captain Zhang." ”

"You're the reporter in the hospital?"

At that time, when Xu Lian was resolving the crisis in the city hospital, Zhang Tianyong happened to be in a ward to heal his injuries, so he saw Li Tong's live broadcast.

"Yes, it's me. ”

Li Tong nodded, "Thank you for giving us the opportunity to shoot this time." ”

"It's nothing, if more people can see off Xiao Fang, I think Xiao Fang will also feel gratified. ”

"Hmm. ”

Li Tong was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "By the way, Mr. Xu Lian Xu doesn't seem to have come?"

Zhang Tianyong's heart tightened, he also felt surprised, it is said that Xu Lian promised to come, there is no reason to be late, and he also had a phone call with Xu Lian last night, how could it be ......

Maybe something is delaying.

Zhang Tianyong can only comfort himself like this.

And the two of them didn't know that while they were whispering, there was a pair of eyes in the crowd, also looking at them.

It's that Gu Zi Jin.

He stared at Li Tong and Zhang Tianyong, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

This time the infected person crisis was all stolen by the police and this Li Tong, and because he was afraid, he hid at home from beginning to end, and missed a lot of big news, now, it's time for him to get back into the game!