Li Xiangyue has not stopped looking for the whereabouts of the third bomb since the day Maihemuti committed suicide, and he believes Maihemuti's words with all his heart, even if he is dead, but in a corner of City B, there is still a moment of countdown waiting for the bomb to explode!

However, the public security system of City B has been hit too hard, and it is not possible to recover in a day or two, so it is said that the city bureau has basically existed in name only, with more than 100 people killed in the whole world, and seven seriously injured people struggling to survive in the ICU ward.

Li Xiangyue can almost be regarded as fighting single-handedly. The crowd looked for her thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was in the dim light? It is impossible for Maihemuti to leave such a sentence for no reason. But Li Xiangyue didn't understand where this sentence was going to be fulfilled.

The Criminal Mind Research Room has been searched several times, not even the ceiling. Wen Mo's office is even more focused, the desks have been torn apart, and the walls have been knocked open to see if there is a mezzanine.

The results were not optimistic, and what they found was, except for bacteria and viruses, there was no shadow of a bomb at all.

Like a bomb, there is no shadow, it is Wen Mo.

With the passage of time, the pain seems to have been forgotten, on the ruins of the city bureau, a new five-story building rises from the ground, newer and taller than the original building, people in and out of police uniforms have all become unfamiliar faces, Luo Qin has also been discharged, she pushed the wheelchair in front of the main entrance of the new city bureau for a long time, she really can't find the shadow of the original city bureau from this new building, but she can see through the towering building, she can see the faces she is familiar with but are no longer in this world.

At the collective memorial service some time ago, Luo Qin went to participate in black clothes. The cries of her grief-stricken relatives at the scene reached her ears and hurt into her heart.

In an instant, more than 100 lives were lost. Luo Qin always understood that the police was a dangerous job, but he didn't expect that it would be so dangerous.

It's time to leave. Here, it no longer belongs to her, and her life as a policeman, whether she wants it or not, is over.

Luo Qin lowered his head, turned his wheelchair, and slowly walked out.

"Stand upright! Salute! Xiang Chuan's voice came from behind him. Luo Qin turned around and saw three neat rows of young people in police uniforms, saluting her.

Language is pale at this point. Luo Qin turned her head, not wanting people to see the tears in the corners of her eyes. Under the respect and attention of everyone, she gradually faded away. But she knew that everything she had done, someone had seen it, someone remembered, and it was worth it.

A year passed quickly. On the day of Maihemuti's death, a full year after Maihemuti's death, the city's police stations, sub-bureaus, and city bureaus were all isolated and placed under martial law, and nothing happened.

After that, except for Li Xiangyue, who was still insisting, everyone thought that this was another big lie before Maihemuti died. Just like the last time he tricked the police into walking directly into the ambush circle. And Li Xiangyue was fooled for the second time, and it also became a joke in the public security system.

And the team looking for Wen Mo eventually withdrew.

City B is a large city of 23 million people, with the lowest police-to-civilian ratio in the world, and the police are busy enough, but how many people are missing in the city every day? How many can be found? Just because Wen Mo was originally a policeman, her disappearance file was put on the table for a year, and the waste of police and financial resources is not a small number, but she can only find the record that she and Cui Zhijia went out of the city from the west of City B a year ago, and judging from the video, Wen Mo does not seem to have been forced, a year, the case has been so cold that it can't be colder, there are no clues at all, and Li Xiangyue does not let the public report the whole country, and it is impossible to find someone with the help of the power of the masses. They have been able to hold on until now, which is already very face-saving.

Wen Mo's disappearance case eventually became an unsolved case. Although no one said anything in front of Li Xiangyue, in private, everyone felt that Wen Mo would probably never come back.

And Wen Mo, who was far away in the mountains, finally relied on a thin piece of iron in his hand to dig a way to escape!

Once, she was almost discovered by Cui Zhijia. That time, in broad daylight, Cui Zhijia didn't know what was crazy and suddenly ran over, and when Wen Mo heard a movement and came out from under the bed and put on his coat, Cui Zhijia had already opened the door and came in. She didn't have time to wipe the yellow mud off her hands and face.

Fortunately, Cui Zhijia didn't ask much and accepted what Wen Mo said about not being bored just now, because there were a few four things that Wen Mo piled up with extra yellow mud that had nowhere to hide.

That little hole is under the bed, and if she escapes, she will be able to leave the life that is worse than death now. Wen Mo, who was still calm and wanted to exercise for a few more days, couldn't help it anymore since the light came out of the cave, and even kept running away in his dreams at night.

On such a day, it is good to come to an early end.

There was not much food in the house, Cui Zhijia hadn't come for several days, Wen Mo deliberately left some more cookies that were easy to carry, and waited quietly for night to fall.

After years of waiting, it finally got dark. Wen Mo was neatly dressed and lay on the bed, continuing to wait patiently, she had spent too much thought, there was only one chance, and she would never allow her to ruin the hard-won opportunity because of her carelessness.

There was silence outside, and Wen Mo desperately admonished herself, wait, wait, wait, wait

Soon, there were footsteps outside the door, Cui Zhijia was here!

Wen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, just come, when he leaves, he can leave with confidence, and he doesn't have to worry about being detected by him in a short period of time.

Today's Cui Zhijia is a little different. He drank a lot of wine, got so drunk that he rushed up and hugged Wen Mo and began to talk nonsense.

What did he say today is the day of his cousin's wedding, the whole village went, but no one invited him to drink the wedding wine, he listened to the excitement outside, drank two bottles of white by himself, imagining the bride sitting in the new house in red dress, how the bride looks like Wen Mo.

After inking for a long time, Cui Zhijia finally didn't dare to stay here for a long time and chose to leave.

The village seemed to fall silent, and Wen Mo tore off a sheet, wrapped all the biscuits, and got out of the hole

Outside, even the air was filled with the smell of freedom. Wen Mo took a deep breath, saw the road in the moonlight, and tiptoed towards the outside of the village.

Thanks to Cui Zhijia for locking her up in the most inconspicuous corner of the village, Wen Mo ran out smoothly. The wind in the mountains is still so cold at night, but Wen Mo can't take care of anything at this time, she just wants to go faster, faster, get out of the mountains, find a police station, only when she gets there, she is safe.

Cui Zhijia, I hope that the next time I see you again, it will be when I arrest you with my own hands!