Seven O 1, Wind and Cloud Movement (14)

Zhang Yuqiang woke up leisurely from his sleep, when he opened his eyes, he was free to recall the dream, but he couldn't recall it, it should be a sweet, comfortable and extremely relaxing dream, there should be a woman in the dream, there should be beautiful scenery, and he was in a comfortable environment, at least it was an environment that made him have no worries and was very reassuring.

Because he is now energetic and energetic, it can be seen that the dream is extremely rare, and the sleep state is also better.

So he sat up, looked around at the white expanse, couldn't help but be a little stunned, this is a snow in the wilderness, no one near and far, where Zhang Yuqiang was lying before, through the thick cotton clothes, still melted a little snow by body temperature, and the lying place was slightly sunken.

He jumped to his feet, strode forward and looked around, he was looking for plants and villages, the snow in the sun was clean, tidy, shining, but there was not a single footprint to be seen, fortunately he was dressed neatly, he sniffed, and he did not feel a cold.

Of course, he didn't know that the flying machine that had brought him here in a coma had just left here for less than two minutes.

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A deep and warm sweet dream, the fire god suddenly slid over the face of the rich girl in front of his eyes, but then that face disappeared again, and was replaced by the bloody Chunhua of his recently befriended girlfriend.

The god of fire woke up in the endless prairie, and at this moment he missed his girlfriend immensely, and the images in the game and in reality made him extremely nostalgic.

He had a good sense of spatial orientation, and through the flow of wind and light, he quickly deduced the direction of his walk, and it was accurate and pleasantly surprised, he found a village.

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When he woke up, he was in the desert, lying on the scorching yellow sand, although the dream was beautiful, he did not feel addicted to it at all, because since he was a child, he almost never had a dream in his sleep, and he was not familiar with dreams.

His first reaction after getting up was to grope around his body, but he didn't find his phone, but he saw a huge marching kettle on the yellow sand next to him, with wide and long straps tied at both ends. The person who dropped the kettle must have been the one who put him into the depths of the desert, and I have to say that this person thought really well.

The clothes without a trace were not the same as when he went to the conference, and he double-checked, yes, from the inside out, including the sturdy sneakers, all of them were new, and they fit well.

He looked left and right, and what he saw in his eyes was the vast yellow sand that was difficult to see, and he wondered if he was like a boy like the wind, stubbornly walking alone in the desert, looking for a way home, and challenging himself!

So he took off his trousers, searched carefully, and finally found the direction from the outside of his right buttocks, where a touch transmitter was installed in the subcutaneous fat layer, which could transmit his current position on the earth, and the person receiving it was Yang Ye.

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He sat upright, lost in thought, and the person closest to him was a hundred meters away. This is the sprawling secret room of the Provincial Border Security Bureau, located on an isolated island in the Yellow Sea.

He closed his eyes, and all the vivid past and memories of those gorgeous, colorful, and passionate seemed to fall into darkness with the darkness in front of him.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth were bright, Dong Qianli opened his eyes and saw a bomb disposal officer covered in heavy armor and even wearing a metal aviation helmet on his head, walking slowly towards the transparent isolation room.

Dong Qianli asked himself, he is not a good person in the pure sense, but he thinks that he is definitely not a bad person, some things are against morality, some decisions are confined by the situation, and everything is against his heart, he has also reflected on it countless times and blamed himself, but he will not regret it, he knows that even if it happens again, he will still choose the wisest way, he will come to this day, and he is destined to be unable to regret the past.

He felt that he should be a dignified person, a wise man, a decisive man, a man who could bring trust and security to others, and at some point he developed a self-hypnotic realization that he might have done it.

Later, a small incident happened by chance, Dong Qianli suddenly woke up - it can't be called awakening, it's probably just that he doesn't want to face up to the facts, he just realized that in order to get things done, he must grasp power, all values, trade-offs, and interest judgments must give way to this matter, with power comes everything, maybe he can become a good person, at least a good person in his own opinion.

Footsteps sounded, and the young bomb disposal expert typed in the code of the glass-like isolation room and opened the door to enter.

"What's your name, kid?" Dong Qianli asked.

Linsey...... Minister Dong, I am going to identify the explosives on your body, please don't speak. The young man said.

Dong Qianli was stunned and continued: "Someone showed me, this is not a time bomb, right? ”

The young man said: "Yes, but it is not ruled out that it hides a timing device, so please don't talk to Minister Dong...... Let's work together to get the bomb off, okay? ”

Dong Qianli snorted and said no more.

But when the bomb disposal experts carried out the first round of testing the nature of the explosives, this needed to be uploaded to the headquarters for various fuzzy searches, Dong Qianli began to ask questions again, and the young man had to take the trouble to explain to him one by one, what is this for, what is the principle of this, and what kind of considerations are this based on.

The last step was finally detected, that is, whether this plastic bomb was dismantled or not, but this thing is not absolutely certain, the entire layout of the bomb and the principle of detailed loading are all known, through Dong Qianli's heavy layers of clothing, the tungsten wire hinge locked on his skin was also photographed clearly with perspective equipment, but whether this thing has a mechanism to trigger the explosion is not enough to look at.

The sweat on the young man's forehead rolled down, and the fog rose from the transparent mask in front of the helmet when he boarded, and the miniature blower loaded in the helmet immediately followed, quickly drying his sweat and dissipating the mist.

Dong Qianli blinked, and suddenly said, "How old are you, child?" ”

Bomb disposal expert Lin Xi stretched out and withdrew his hands, sighed, and replied: "Minister Dong, I am twenty-nine. ”

"Married? Do you have children? ”

"Well, yes, two years old."

"Well, it's good...... Dong Qianli suddenly asked, "This bomb can't be dismantled, can it?" ”

Lin Xi took a deep breath and replied, "Minister Dong, I hope you can take a risk with me. ”

Dong Qianli looked at him for a while, and finally shook his head and said, "I don't want to die, but I don't want to drag you to the funeral, you are still young...... Let's get out. ”

"Minister Dong who can try!" Lin Xi was obviously a little anxious, which was completely unexpected, and said: "We have seen a lot of explosives like this, so ...... Not small! ”

"How sure? Is there half of it? Dong Qianli is obviously excited.

Lin Xi nodded stunned and said, "Half of it, Minister Dong, if you believe me, you should be half sure." ”

"No, I figured it out, you get out, you can't save me." Dong Qianli saw that the young man was reluctant to leave, so he had to explain: "The people who want to deal with me, since they have used the trick of bombs, they don't intend to just use it as a threat, they must watch me die." ”

"Minister Dong, I'm not your enemy!" Lin Xi hurriedly responded.

Dong Qianli smiled dumbly, and after Lin Xi left, he sat alone in the isolation room and said, "I want to see the FΓΌhrer." ”

His voice will be transmitted to the Ministry of Defense through the sonic instrument, and then to any place, it is very easy to operate, he believes, at this moment, whether the enemy or the former friend, is through the real-time transfer of video footage from the surveillance head, staring at himself, and paying more attention to his words.

"I'm sorry, Minister Dong, the head of state is not in the country." A clear female voice replied mechanically, and the voice came from Dong Qianli's ears.

He thought about seeing Chang Han for the last time, or seeing his daughter, and then retreating to the second, and seeing Chu Ruming for the second time, so he could explain what happened after his death, and then he thought about it, none of these people could see him, especially Chang Han, this time it was exposed, is Chang Shurong trustworthy? As for Chu Ruming, with him, he can still take care of Chang Han, so will Chu Ruming take care of it?

Dong Qianli smiled bitterly, he found that people are dying, but only through memory, he can't find a person who can fully trust him, he can't remember at all, at what age and when did he start to become such a pathetic person?

(End of chapter)