43. The police's "no comment"

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By the time reinforcements arrived, the crowd had dispersed, and all that remained were people of varying degrees of injury.

Several old comrades and female comrades of the sub-bureau and the criminal squad were injured without exception, and one of them was trampled in the eye by the crowd when he fell to the ground, and his ribs were also broken, unable to move, moaning again and again, and the situation was more critical, and he was immediately carried into the ambulance and roared away.

Joe's phone kept vibrating, and it was only then that she realized it was still lying safely in her pants pocket.

She brushed her bangs full of sweat and trotted to the crowded area, where ambulances came in batches one after another, and many lightly injured people stayed in place, although some of her colleagues had scratched their arms or twisted their feet, except for the seriously injured comrades, the rest spontaneously returned to their original posts. Qiao Zhen, like them, pulled his throat and continued to command the evacuation of the remaining hundreds of people to leave the scene in an orderly manner.

When she passed by Qiao Raogang's side, she stopped with concern, Qiao Raogang frowned and waved his hand, signaling that he was okay, and asked her to hurry up to help her colleague who might be injured.

It was a sudden man-made disaster, and the scene was a mess, like an area that had been smashed and looted by refugees.

Ma Jing's phone rang again at such an inopportune time: "How is the situation over there, is anyone injured?" ”

The first voice in Qiao Zhen's heart was "When is it, only thinking about your news?!" She held back, but the vigilance immediately reached the highest level: "I'm fine, it's fine." ”

"Do you need me to come directly to the scene, and everyone is scattered?"

"The event has been cancelled." Qiao Zhen, who had just experienced a high-density population "catastrophe", was a little tired of this call, and tried his best to make his tone appear calm, "Reporter Ma Da, I am not the spokesperson of our unit, I have nothing to tell you. ”

Ma Jing sang a one-man show in the usual straightforwardness when they chatted: "God, it's your businesslike tone now, I can't write a report like this, saying that the police say 'no comment'?" For the first time, I found that you and your dad are still very similar in their bones. ”

Qiao Zhen's eyes did not stop searching, and he quickly found the target from the ground. She walked over quickly, bent over, picked up the police walkie-talkie just now, put the phone on the ground and turned on the speakerphone, and began to carefully check the damage of the walkie-talkie.

She was still a little absent-minded just now, Ma Jing's words suddenly made her a little angry, fortunately, the walkie-talkie can still be used, and the number on it shows that she is worthy of it, otherwise she will have to write an inspection report when she goes back.

She came back to her senses and said into her phone in a rare loud voice: "Please don't arbitrarily judge and compare others, it's very rude." I'm still busy, if I don't have anything else to do, I'll hang up first. At that moment, she understood her father's helplessness, reporters who do not consider the problem from the perspective of the police are really natural enemies, pervasive, and use their professionalism to try to expand the professional risks of the police.

It was the activity day of the Spiritual Workshop, and when Qiao Zhen arrived in a hurry, half of the group members had finished sharing. She was a little tired, she didn't have time to eat dinner, so she took the pastries in the free time of the break, and when she was waiting for the coffee machine, Ma Jing walked towards her, and she didn't look up, waiting for her to speak.

"You guys worked overtime today?" Ma Jing handed her brown sugar and milk.

Qiao Zhen looked up at her, wanting to tell her that "inquiring about the work of the police" was really annoying, but found that Ma Jing's eyes were looking her up and down to confirm whether she was injured.

Qiao Zhen nodded calmly at this time, which was counted as an answer. She realized that anger and sensitivity are often inversely proportional to people in extreme fatigue, and it is really not a good idea to come back to the workshop on this day. She really should restrain herself, at least not let herself get angry at Ma Jing in front of everyone.

"My call was inopportune." Ma Jing took the initiative to mention this matter, "I watched the live broadcast of the pictures of the crowd at the scene and realized that the situation was so serious at that time, you must be very busy." Moreover, I understand that the situation should not go through you, it can be done in other ways. It's really hard for you today. ”

Listening to her words that were close to apologetic, Qiao Zhen put down the coffee cup and looked at her seriously: "Long live understanding." It's a trivial matter that I smashed my job, and the inaccurate information provided is also a trick for you. We are all personalities who want to do our work professionally, but the nature of our work determines that our position angle will often only be opposites, you want to break the news with more news details and conclusions, and I can't be interviewed at will according to the rules and regulations. In the future, our work will no longer intersect with each other, so it will be good for everyone and will not be embarrassing, what do you think? ”

Ma Jing smiled lovingly, as if to say, "Qiao Zhen, you have finally grown up", she nodded without hesitation: "We don't come together because of work, and don't break up because of work, like your father." I was the one who didn't learn the lessons and repeated the same old tricks. I will certainly do it. ”

Qiao Zhen heard that she had been criticizing herself, and felt that she couldn't listen to it anymore, so she stuffed a piece of cake into her mouth: "Taste it, this strawberry mousse is my sinful love, remember to leave me a piece every time I come late." But then again, have you really broken up with my father? ”

Ma Jing saw that she had finally let down her guard, and she was relieved, nodded with a smile and tasted the cake: "It's not enough to break up friendship, but his face must be ugly when he mentions me." I don't have much to do with him, and I don't want to be shut up. ”

The two are the same age, their personalities complement each other, they are both single, and Ma Jing is a character she admires, but her father only seems to be disgusted with Ma University reporters, maybe, she can try again? Qiao Zhen gradually saw this thought of his own, and he didn't care about it, and let it take root in his heart.

"Don't giggle, you have a call coming in." Ma Jing raised her eyebrows and looked at the mobile phone that was vibrating on the desktop, it was Qiao Raogang's call.

"Come back immediately and work overtime, assemble in 20 minutes, unify the scene, and don't wait for the overtime." Without waiting for Qiao Zhen to answer a word, Qiao Rao hung up as soon as he finished speaking.

"It must have been that there was no one on the team to call me, and he usually wished I was as far away from the scene as possible. Twenty minutes must be there, and you have to reserve five minutes for me just by taxi, right? Joe really looked at the time helplessly.

Ma Jing prepared a paper bag for her, quickly picked out a few cupcakes and biscuits for her, helped her lift the bag, handed over the work with another staff member, said goodbye to everyone, and then accompanied Qiao Zhen to walk out: "Hurry up, it's not easy to call the car on the road now, I'll send you over, I'm familiar with the road, I guarantee that you can catch up." ”

When their car was stable, the police lights flashed at the gate of the compound and waited, making people a little blind. Qiao Rao was stunned when he saw Ma Jing getting down from the side of the car, and nodded his head to say hello from afar. Qiao Zhen waved at her, and disappeared into the darkness of the police car, and the door closed and roared away.

Ma Jing stood in place and watched the police car gradually drive away in the orange light, with an indescribable concern in her heart. She couldn't tell where this feeling came from, but it must have something to do with motherhood. Qiao Zhen, a girl, is straightforward, upright, intelligent, and chic, a contradiction between weakness and strength, and a mixture of innocence and accidents, no different from herself.

When she saw the pictures of the scene of the stampede on Weibo, her mind full of thoughts of "how to make an in-depth exclusive report" instantly evaporated, and she was restless whether Qiao Zhen would be okay?

The extreme madness of the crowd, as a journalist, she has the most right to speak, she is not without seeing the power, in the slum relief hall procession, in the anti-protest march in the unstable country, in the war-torn area of the plague isolation village, despair and fear often expose the animal side, selfish, cruel and domineering, all the rules and discipline have become the gravel of outer space, erratic, dispensable.

This concern gave her the first feeling of "if this was my daughter". She thought that she would not regret her choice not to marry and have children, but now she suddenly understands that if her daughter will grow up to look like Qiao Zhen and have a temperament, she will even be the group of people who marry and have children early, instead of continuing to enjoy singleness while still looking for it and enjoying it happily.