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The old man was dragged to the room by Wang Rou, and was stunned when he saw the video, "Yang Luo, that bastard boy? ”

Wang Rou smiled and said, "Grandpa! How can you be better than my eyes, I looked at him for a long time before I recognized him, and you recognized it at a glance. (Please search, or enter directly to see the latest chapter)"

The old man smiled: "This is nothing unusual, when I was a child, I dangled in front of me all day long, and I recognized this bastard boy turning into ashes." Speaking of this, the old man's eyes were full of ridicule, "But you can still recognize him after so many years abroad, I can't figure it out." ”

Wang Rou's face turned red, "Although I haven't seen him for many years, he hasn't changed much." ”

The old man looked at Wang Rou and stroked her head with some distress, sighed and said, "What did you go abroad for, you can hide from your mother, your father, and me?" At that time, you were still young, and I didn't stop you from studying abroad, so it's good to be able to learn more anyway. But you are really a stupid girl, you gave up Yang Luo for Shiqi. But Shiqi's girl ....... ”

Wang Rou's eyes were red, "Grandpa!" Tomorrow I want to go see Shiqi. ”

"Go ahead!" Then look at the computer screen, "I'll fix this." Shanghai was made a fuss by Yang Luo, a bastard boy, and Yunnan couldn't have any more accidents. ”

Wang Rou's face suddenly became expressionless, and her body exuded the majesty of a superior person that could only be possessed after long-term cultivation.

"Grandpa! Don't you see? The flyover is exclusive, which is also too unusual. What else is the terrorist bombing case, the criminals have already confessed, and they can take something out of Yang Luo's mouth? What a joke. ”

The old man said: "There are some problems that the central government is also vigorously rectifying, but it is not an overnight thing, you can only take it slowly, too much." ”

"But ......" Wang Rou still wanted to say something.

The old man interrupted her with a smile, "Alright, alright, let's go to bed so late." With that, he turned around and walked out.

The expression on Wang Rou's face has not changed, but when she saw the figure in the video, her gaze slowly turned soft. I made myself a cup of coffee, sat down in my chair and continued to watch. The soft gaze gradually became a little blurred, and a small alley appeared in his mind. A sneaky little boy walks briskly in the alley, followed by two little girls.

The boy stopped suddenly, "You two little girls always follow Lao Tzu for something." ”

A girl said proudly: "You think we are willing to follow you, look at your sneaky and know that you are going to do bad things, we have to watch you closely." ”

The boy pursed his lips, "You're not my wife, don't follow me." ”

Another little girl tilted her little head, "It was Aunt Yaxin who asked us to watch you." The boy turned and walked back helplessly, and the two little girls followed like little tails.

The image in my mind flashed like a movie, the boy grew up to become a soldier, and a girl ran to the station with the lucky star she had folded all night.

But when she saw the boy and her best friend hugging each other, tears silently slipped down the corners of her eyes.

"Bang" The glass bottle containing the lucky star was shattered, and I don't know how long it took, the girl slowly squatted down and picked up the lucky star one by one, and her fingers were cut by the broken glass shards without feeling it.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable!!!! ”

There was a soft knock on the door, "Rourou hasn't slept yet." ”

Wang Rou came back to her senses and shook her head to drive away the thoughts in her mind, but her face was already full of tears, and she hurriedly wiped it with her hand, "Mom! I'll be asleep right away, so you should rest early. ”

"Good! You need to go to bed early. ”

"Got it." Wang Rou agreed, turned off the computer and lay on the bed. After a while, he turned over and opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a glass bottle inside, which contained lucky stars of various colors. Slowly raised it and looked at it stupidly, once again falling into memory.

Hu Zili hurried to the conference room of the city government, and as soon as he came in, he felt that the atmosphere was wrong, "What's wrong?" ”

Mao Gang looked at him and said, "You immediately notify the city bureau, no matter what method you use, you must let them recruit before dawn." ”

Hu Zili asked, "What did you give birth to?" ”

Dong Lin hurriedly found the video, Hu Zili looked at his face and turned around and walked out, "I'll go to the town in person, I don't believe I can't pry their mouths." ”

Within ten minutes of Chen Zhiwen putting down the phone at the provincial party committee compound, all information on the Internet about the Jinghong flyover explosion disappeared without a trace. Some words such as "Jinghong", "explosion", "flyover", "special" and so on are blocked, and netizens can't search for them no matter how they search.

Although they scolded the major forum posts, they were deleted in less than two minutes. They understand that public opinion does work at some point, but it pales in the face of the fact that it is impossible to bring down the real authorities.

Chen Zhiwen's wife looked at him and said, "This matter doesn't end well." ”

Chen Zhiwen rubbed his temples, "The criminals have been caught, as long as the case is closed, public opinion will slowly fade." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang rapidly, and Chen Zhiwen picked up the phone, and an old and powerful voice came from the receiver.

"Zhiwen, you Jinghong did a good job. The overpass is exclusive, and I, an old guy, have never walked on such an overpass, and I will go back in a few days to enjoy such treatment. ”

Chen Zhiwen's calm face changed slightly, and he said respectfully: "Elder Wang, I will definitely deal with this matter strictly." ”

"What do you do, shoot those terrorists? Well, the investigation has not clarified the identity of the terrorist. ”

Chen Zhiwen said: "There is no report below. ”

"That means it hasn't been investigated yet? Then I will sue you for their identity. ”

Chen Zhiwen's face finally changed greatly, and a bad premonition surged in his heart. "Elder Wang! You ........." he didn't go on with the next words.

Wang Lao said: "The person who organized and planned this explosion is called Yang Luo, who used to be the captain of the Blue Sword Special Forces. The grandson of Chi Haoyuan, a member of the Standing Committee of the Central Political Bureau. I didn't expect him to be a terrorist, it's so hateful, I'll send them to the execution ground tomorrow. ”

The words were very light, but Chen Zhiwen's heart sank to the bottom, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, "Elder Wang, please rest assured, I will definitely give you an explanation." ”

"Bang" There was a loud noise from the earpiece, like the sound of slapping the table, "What's the use of you explaining to me?" It is an explanation to the people. ”

"Elder Wang, I know how to do it."

"Do it yourself."

"Toot toot toot ......" came from the earpiece.

After Chen Zhiwen put down the phone, he called Zhang Dazhong again and told Yang Luo's true identity, "You immediately notify the Jinghong Municipal Government to release the people and apologize, if you don't handle it well, no one will be able to protect them." ”

Zhang Dazhong was dumbfounded for a moment, and dialed the number in a little panic. I was thinking about Amitabha Buddha in my heart, hoping that the gods and Buddhas would bless him, Jinghong had not interrogated those criminal suspects there, and even if he was interrogated, he couldn't extort confessions.

It was already past 11 o'clock in the evening, and the atmosphere in the city hall room was quiet, so quiet that it made people feel oppressive. Mao Gang, the leaders of the municipal government, all stared at the news from the city bureau, otherwise they would not be able to sleep soundly.

"Jingle ......"

The phone rang, and Mao Gang hurriedly picked up the phone, "How is it?" ”

Zhang Dazhong's voice came from the earpiece, "What's the matter, you immediately release those suspects and apologize." ”

Mao Gang was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand the meaning of Zhang Dazhong's words, "Secretary General Zhang, what do you mean by this?" ”

Zhang Dazhong suppressed the anger in his heart and said Yang Luo's identity again, "If this matter is not handled well, the little thing you did will be found out, but it will not be solved by staying in for two years, and if you can save your head, your ancestral grave will be smoking." ”

Zhang Dazhong's face turned pale, his eyes looked straight ahead, and his hand holding the phone trembled. This time, it was not an iron plate but a bomb, and if you don't do it well, you will have to be blown to pieces.

There was a busy sound from the earpiece, and after two or three minutes, Dong Lin felt that something was wrong, and pushed Mao Gang's shoulder, "Mayor......... Mayor....... ”

Mao Gang shook his body for a few moments to ease up, and slowly put down the phone. His throat rolled, his eyes swept around, and he said with difficulty: "This time it's a big trouble." ”

Huang Liwei said: "Old Mao! What was born? ”

Mao Gang suddenly didn't answer him, grabbed the phone and dialed a number, and the other party just answered and shouted: "Hu Zili stopped the interrogation, I will rush over immediately." ”

Hu Zili wanted to ask something, but Mao Gang had already hung up the phone. However, he also knew that Mao Gang must have had an accident if he was in such a hurry, and hurriedly ordered Zhu Longping to stop the interrogation.

Yang Luo was pressed on the table by four police officers, with two books on his chest, and one of the police officers took a small hammer and knocked it hard.

It took a dozen knocks before he stopped, and another officer held a piece of paper in his hand, "Boy! Just press a finger print, why suffer this sin. ”

Yang Luo looked at him and grinned, "Use some force to make me spit blood, and I'll press the handprint." ”

"! You really don't cry when you don't see the coffin, hit me. A police officer shouted.

The guy had just raised the hammer when the door to the interrogation room was pushed open, "Deputy Director Zhu ordered the interrogation to be stopped. ”

A few people looked at a police officer standing at the door stupidly, "Why did you stop the interrogation again?" ”

"How do I know, take it back to the detention cell."

Yang Luo and the others were taken back to the detention room one by one, and Dai Enen sat on the ground of the detention room, looking at Xu Hang, who was standing by the iron gate opposite, and shouted with a smile: "Hey! What do you think? Isn't it enjoyable? ”

Xu Hang's face was bruised, obviously he had been beaten. Seeing Dane's gloating look, he said helplessly: "I wonder, why didn't they take you, a witch, to trial." ”

Dann took out the lollipop in his mouth, stretched out his little tongue and licked it, and then said: "Those policemen seem to have fallen into an evil spirit, and when they touch the iron door of the detention cell, they go crazy, and they are all convulsed and foaming at the mouth. ”

Zhou Xin said helplessly: "Those policemen will be electrocuted as soon as they touch the iron door, so let us go for the time being." ”

In fact, this incident really made Zhu Longping and Hu Zili feel incredible, and the police didn't believe it when they came to report it to them. I went there in person, when Zhu Longping took the key and just touched the lock, his body trembled, and then his arms were bounced up, and his legs were weak and he sat on the ground all of a sudden, and it took him half a day to get up. Hu Zili also wanted to try it, but he could see that Zhu Longping still had the courage to touch the iron gate.

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