The door of the interrogation room was full of reporters, seven or eight microphones stretched out in front of Liu Ziguang, the flash flashed non-stop, a small and delicate female reporter struggled to squeeze away from her peers, and got into front of Liu Ziguang, her little face was red, and she held the microphone and said: "Hello, I am Jiang Xueqing, the host of the TV station 'People's Life', I want to interview you with a few questions, okay?" ”

Then a camera also squeezed in, and all the reporters knew that Jiang Xueqing, the top star of the TV station, was a hot figure in the news industry in Jiangbei City, and her business level was also relatively profound, and she often liked to ask some sensitive and sharp questions, so everyone quieted down and waited for her to ask questions.

Looking at the microphone pinched by the slender jade fingers, as well as the big eyes that blinked directly from the snapping tower, Liu Ziguang coughed dryly, and was just about to speak, Deputy Director Song suddenly blocked the microphone and said with a smile: "Host Jiang, friends from the media, our hero was injured by a gunshot wound, and he has just completed the investigation with the police, and now he is going back to the hospital, please understand." ”

The reporters looked at Liu Ziguang's lively appearance, how could they let him go, especially Jiang Xueqing, who didn't give Song Ziguang a chance at all, and was about to speak as soon as his mouth was flattened, Song Ju was an old public security officer in the end, and he didn't give them a chance at all, with a wave of his hand, several policemen surrounded him, forming a human wall to separate the reporters and escort Liu Ziguang away from the scene.

took the elevator down to the courtyard of the city bureau, and went directly to the Audi of the Song Bureau, and drove to the hospital with a smoke, the reporters rushed out to get in the car and chased after it, Jiang Xueqing was squeezed to the back, the TV station's interview car was parked on the road outside, and the photographer ran to the side of the car, the Audi had disappeared, and the angry Jiang Xueqing stomped his feet: "Hmph, this old Song is too cunning." ”

Immediately, Jiang Xueqing smiled slyly again: "Don't let me interview, I have another trick." ”

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In the back seat of the Audi car, Deputy Director Song and Liu Ziguang sat side by side, and it was helpless to help him push away the interview just now.

Deputy Director Song said earnestly: "Xiao Liu, I basically understand the facts of the case clearly, you are righteous and courageous, legitimate defense, this is a matter that has been determined, the city has decided to shape you into a model of righteousness and courage, a representative of good citizens, you have no opinion, right?" ”

Liu Ziguang nodded and did not speak.

Song Ju also said: "Some comrades don't pay attention to their work methods, don't take it to heart, it's all for the sake of the case being solved as soon as possible. ”

Liu Ziguang said: "I will definitely cooperate, but I want to call home now." ”

Song Ju laughed, a stone fell to the ground in his heart, and he habitually waved his hand and said: "No need, I have already sent someone to inform your family, and take them to the hospital to see you, the parents who can cultivate such an excellent son, I also want to meet it." ”

Liu Ziguang also laughed, and the atmosphere in the Audi car suddenly became harmonious.

At this time, it was already evening, the traffic in front of the hospital was sparse, a fine light rain was floating in the sky, and under a dim street lamp, a slender and slender figure was holding a small purple flower umbrella in anticipation.

Nurse Fang's connections in the hospital are definitely not messy, after the operation was carried out, she knew the specific situation, and after learning that it was only a penetrating injury, and did not hurt the internal organs, she let out a long breath, but the tears still fell from the tears, the police said that Liu Ziguang temporarily went back to the city bureau to make a record, and he would be back soon, Fang Fei has been standing at the door and waiting.

There are still a hundred meters from the door, Liu Ziguang saw the little flower umbrella, when the car arrived at the door, he shouted to stop, the driver stepped on the brakes to slow down, but did not stop, how old is the Song Bureau, I have already seen the little nurse with rain at the door, and coughed dryly: "Xiao Wang, stop first." ”

Fang Fei was very puzzled to see the black Audi A6 parked in front of him, the film window was like a mirror and could not see inside, and the window was lowered at a uniform speed, revealing that familiar face, as heroic as ever.

"Little nurse, what about the others?" Liu Ziguang said with a smile, pushed the door and got out of the car, not at all like he had been shot a few hours ago, his strong body was draped in a beige windbreaker, and he looked even more handsome and straight.

It only took a second for Fang Fei, who was stunned, to react.

As soon as the little flower umbrella was lost, the whole person pounced, and the tears that had been held back for a long time burst out of his eyes and poured down, much denser than the dripping rain, Liu Ziguang's chest was quickly wet with tears, he stroked Fang Fei's hair and comforted: "It's okay, what are you crying about." ”

"It's okay, it's a gunshot wound, I can see bullet holes...... Woo woo, don't fight with others in the future. The little nurse didn't care that there were still two pairs of eyes in the car, and she cried in Liu Ziguang's arms, grabbing tears and snot.

In the Audi car, Song Ju smiled helplessly: "My windbreaker ......"

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In the shantytown of Gaotupo, at the gate of the miscellaneous courtyard where Liu Ziguang's house is located, the old lady who went out to take out the garbage was politely stopped by a beautiful woman with a beautiful dress and elegant temperament.

"Grandma, is this No. 108 Dear Lane?"

The old lady looked at this upper-class woman who obviously did not belong to Gao Tupo in surprise, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Yes." ”

"Great, I finally found it, your alley is really hard to find, the twists and turns are similar to the maze, grandma, let me ask you another question, is there a resident named Liu Ziguang here?" The beauty exaggerated her emotion, and after waving her small fist in the air to show victory, she asked the next question.

This time, the old lady's thinking was clearer, and she replied: "Yes, isn't that the child of the old Liu family, who lives in the eighth gate, the red gate, and there is a bunch of charcoal balls next to it." ”

"Thank you, grandmother." The beauty said politely, turned back and beckoned to the cameraman: "Go, follow." ”

The cameraman who turned on the night shooting function followed Jiang Xueqing to the courtyard with one shallow foot, leaving the old lady Zhang Er Jingang to take out the garbage at a loss, and only woke up suddenly after half a day, exclaiming: "Old man, guess who I saw, it's the host of the TV station!" ”

In the pot house of Lao Liu's house, Liu's mother is stir-frying, her son is on a business trip, the old couple can eat casually at home, green vegetables and tofu, a plate of salt beans, and the old man is watching TV and drinking in the house.

The room is small, Dad Liu sits on the edge of the bed, holding a small wine glass in his hand, and takes a sip of this dollar and pound of bulk eighty-five wine from time to time, and is in a very good mood.

Today's Jiangbei news was played on the 21-inch rainbow color TV, and the announcer was broadcasting the news in a flat tone, and a bank robbery occurred on Dalian Road, and the police quickly attacked, killing the gangsters within an hour, and reducing the safety loss of life and property of the state and the people to the lowest point.

The picture of the ten-year-old TV set has been a little blurry, and the color tone is not accurate, Dad Liu smacked a sip of wine and tasted it: "What kind of world, banks dare to rob ......"

Suddenly there was a polite knock on the door, which was a very strange thing, because the neighbors in the courtyard never knocked on the door, but pushed the door and came in directly.

"Who? In. Liu's mother said with a spatula.

The door was gently pushed open, and a small head arched in, still holding a microphone with four letters printed on it: JBTV

"Does Liu Ziguang live here?" The sweet and quiet female voice sounded, somewhat familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had heard it.

It was a stranger, Liu's mother suddenly became restrained, put down the spatula, closed the door of the stove, wiped her hand on her apron, and replied, "Yes, you are Xiaoguang's friend?" ”

Jiang Xueqing, who was petite and delicate, got in, took the microphone and said, "Hello Auntie, I am Jiang Xueqing, the host of the people's life column of Jiangbei TV, and I want to interview you." ”

"Oops, it's the host of the TV station." The mother suddenly panicked and was at a loss, but fortunately, Jiang Xueqing had a lot of experience in interviewing and told Liu's mother not to be nervous, and to turn on the lights in the house first.

There is a sixty-watt fluorescent lamp on the wall of Liu's house, which was installed by Liu Ziguang when he was in school, and his life is nearing the end, and the ballast buzzes after it is turned on, and it is not bright enough, so Jiang Xueqing asked the TV camera's camera to resist it, and the fill light was turned on, and the dark room was bright.

Jiang Xueqing stood in the small room, scanning the house where the hero lived, the house was full of jars and jars, the activity space was very small, the head of the bed was exposed with straw, the two pillows were printed in red, and there was a bleak double happiness, presumably it was something left over from the old couple when they got married.

An old man with eyebrows and eyes similar to Liu Ziguang sat at the head of the bed a little cramped, with salt beans and liquor bottles on the small table in front of him, and a washbasin on the cement floor next to the table, which was ticking, and it rained a little in the evening, and the room immediately leaked.

Jiang Xueqing has interviewed countless families, many of them are in difficulty, this kind of scene is not shocked, she said calmly: "Uncle, are you Liu Ziguang's father?" ”

Dad Liu nodded: "I'm his father." ”

"That's the case, in the Dalian Road bank robbery this afternoon, Liu Ziguang was injured by a gunshot when he saw righteousness and bravery, and I specially came to take the second elder to the hospital to see him."

With a "snap", the plate in Liu's mother's hand was shattered, and the person collapsed weakly by the door frame.