"How are you, are you alright?" Wu Wenhui looked at Fang Lubai carefully, for fear that something would happen to him.

"What do you say? Louder!" Fang Lubai's ears could only hear a ringing at this time, and he couldn't hear what Wu Wenhui said clearly.

Fortunately, there was a false alarm, and there were no casualties, and if it was discovered a few minutes later, I am afraid that the people around it would be affected.

"Take him to the hospital, be sure to carefully diagnose it!" Wu Wenhui called Bao Zheng not far away, and then commanded Bao Zheng.

After listening, Bao Zheng directly grabbed Fang Lubai's wrist and wanted to take him to the hospital, but Fang Lubai flexibly broke free from Bao Zheng's restraints and ran towards the place where the explosion had just occurred.

I saw him bend down on the spot, as if looking for something, and then he walked towards him with some disappointment.

"What is he looking for?" Wu Wenhui asked Bao Zheng suspiciously.

Bao Zheng didn't know about Fang Lubai's abnormal behavior, and when he saw Fang Lubai walking back, Bao Zheng directly clamped Fang Lubai's wrist and pulled him into the car not far away.

Bao was sitting in front of the car, but Fang Lubai kept his head down and didn't know what he was doing. Bao Zheng glanced at Fang Lubai through the rearview mirror, Fang Lubai raised his head vigilantly, and looked at Bao Zheng with some dissatisfaction. Then Bao Zheng retracted his gaze and drove intently.

"It's just a short-term tinnitus, it's not a big deal, pay attention to protect your ears, don't be irritated again, otherwise it is easy to cause intracochlear bleeding." The doctor took a few brief looks, and then asked Bao Zheng to go to the hall to get the medicine.

Looking at the coin in his hand, Fang Lubai couldn't help but muttering in his heart, what does this mean.

"What are you doing?" Bao Zheng stuffed the medicine in his hand to Fang Lubai, and after Fang Lubai finished eating, he looked up at the corridor.

"Go back, you've recovered a lot now." Fang Lubai moved his body and motioned for Bao Zheng to leave here.

"Can you hear me?" Bao Zheng muttered quietly.

"I'm not deaf yet." Fang Lubai laughed, and the two turned to get into the car.

Everyone had been discussing in the office for a long time, and when they saw Fang Lubai and Bao Zheng pushing the door in, everyone just glanced at it, and then discussed the case.

"How's it going, didn't there leave any marks on that cardboard box?" Fang Lubai touched Lu Zhu with his elbow and asked him in a low voice.

"There are a lot of fingerprints on it, and that box should have been picked up casually." Lu Zhu replied to Fang Lubai in a low voice.

"Where's the one outside*?"

"It was pulled to a mountain and detonated, but the * ingredients in it have been analyzed, and it is very ordinary*, it should be because the power is not great, so the dosage will be so much. According to the analysis of two bomb disposal experts, I am afraid that the * on the outside is only a cover-up, and the real * is the one in the alarm clock. Bao Zheng whispered to Fang Lubai, his eyes still scanning everyone from time to time.

Listening to the two bomb defusators analyzing the weight and force in the *, Fang Lubai asked loudly: "Can you analyze the composition of the * in the clock?"

The eyes of the two looked at Fang Lubai, and Fang Lubai realized that his voice might be a little loud, so he quickly closed his mouth and sat on the chair and looked at the two.

"The composition of the external * has been analyzed, it is *, as for the one you threw into the lake... Nothing was left behind, so can't be sure. ”

"If you can't be sure, that's speculation? Can you roughly guess what the composition is based on the power of the explosion? ”

The man glanced at Fang Lubai, and then turned his gaze to Wu Wenhui, who said with some understanding: "It's okay, Lao Zhao, go on."

He nodded: "Judging by the power of the explosion at that time, the alarm clock is likely to be filled with gelatin*, and the power of the explosion is enough to blow up a room."

After listening, Fang Lubai nodded thoughtfully, and walked out of the conference room alone.

Back in the office, he reached out and placed the thing that had fallen out of the alarm clock on the table.

I saw that it was a coin, shiny lying on the table. Looking at the white coin, Fang Lubai seemed to have something in mind.

After rummaging for a long time, he finally found Yang Guo's business card in his wallet, and looking at the numbers on it, Fang Lubai still dialed the number.

"Hey, hello, who are you?" There was a pleasant female voice from the opposite side, but it was not Yang Guo's voice.

"I'm looking for Yang Guo, who are you?" Fang Lubai asked the other party with some vigilance.

"I'm Mr. Yang's secretary, she is in a meeting, do you have any urgent matters or appointments?" The other party asked Fang Lubai gently.

Hearing the news that Yang Guo was fine, Fang Lubai's heart was settled: "No need, I just want to ask about a little thing, since she is busy, then don't bother." After finishing speaking, Fang Lubai put down the phone.

Fang Lubai lit a cigarette and lay on the chair a little lazily. Looking at the green smoke swirling upward, Fang Lubai couldn't help but ponder the intention of the anonymous phone call in his heart.

"Could it be that I am thinking too much, her cemetery just wants to threaten me to release Meng Sifan?" Thinking about it, Fang Lubai muttered quietly. Suddenly, he felt as if a plane was passing by, and he quickly slapped his ear with his hand a few times.

After a few clicks, although there was no buzzing in his ears, there was a sound of footsteps, and he couldn't help but look up at the door.

Watching a few people walk into the office lightly, Fang Lubai felt a little funny. He stood up, and everyone saw that he was not tired in the slightest, and they laughed awkwardly a few times.

The dirt under his feet seemed to become softer, and even the edges of his shoes were sticking to some mud, but Fang Lubai's attention was not there, his eyes were always staring at the figure in the fog.

walked to him, and it was Chang Qingshan sitting there, only to see him half-squatting in front of a tombstone, with a cigarette in his mouth. As if aware that someone was coming, his head slowly turned.

"How did you get here?" Chang Qingshan looked at Fang Lubai in some surprise, and even the cigarette that had not burned out on his lips fell to the ground.

"I didn't see you early in the morning, I didn't expect you to come here, what's the matter?"

Chang Qingshan glanced at the tombstone and said lightly: "Today is his sacrifice day, so I'll come over and chat with him." After finishing speaking, Chang Qingshan's gaze glanced behind the woman's white face.

"What, you're still afraid that I'll take someone to arrest you back to the hospital?" Fang Lubai saw Chang Qingshan's actions in his eyes and asked him a little funny.

"Who brought you here?" After finishing speaking, Chang Qingshan took another cigarette from his pocket.

"I came on my own."

Chang Qingshan glanced at him and said thoughtfully: "Don't lie to me there, no one brought you here, can you find here?"

"Did that old fat guy bring you here?"

Seeing that Fang Lubai didn't speak, Chang Qingshan took a puff of cigarette fiercely: "Damn, I knew that kid couldn't hold back any good fart, go back and see if I don't let him take off a layer of skin!"

After saying that, Chang Qingshan pressed his hands on his knees, as if he wanted to stand up, but after trying a few times, his legs couldn't lift his strength, as if they were filled with lead.

Seeing this, Fang Lubai hurriedly helped him up, and Chang Qingshan said with some embarrassment: "I've been squatting for too long, and my legs are numb!" Then he shook his head.

Fang Lubai noticed the photo on the tombstone, and saw that the photo on the tomb was a young man in a police uniform, with a smile on his face, as if he was alive, looking at the two of them.

Chang Qingshan also noticed Fang Lubai's gaze, he lowered his head and rubbed his knees, but Fang Lubai asked him softly, "Who is this?" A former colleague? ”

"My brother." Chang Qingshan replied without raising his head, Fang Lubai.

As a psychological researcher, Fang Lubai naturally knows that the relationship between the two must be extraordinary if a man who is not good at showing things is silent.

Fang Lubai walked around Chang Qingshan's side and looked at the tombstone carefully, this cemetery seemed to have been cleaned for a long time, it was surrounded by weeds, and there were some uprooted dead grass scattered next to it, which should have been pulled out by Chang Qingshan not long ago.

Looking at the time of death engraved on the tombstone, Fang Lubai calculated the time in his heart, it happened to be the second anniversary of the sacrifice, no wonder Chang Qingshan would drag his sick body here.

Seeing that Fang Lubai was staring at the tombstone, Chang Qingshan moved his numb legs, and was about to step forward, Fang Lubai took a step towards him, wanting to support Chang Qingshan, Chang Qingshan obviously saw his intentions, his eyes glanced at Fang Lubai, although he did not speak, but the meaning of refusal was very obvious.

Fang Lubai stood in place and was stunned, unable to move forward, Fang Lubai found that there seemed to be a mysterious temperament in Chang Qingshan's eyes, although the relationship between the two was not bad on weekdays, but this suddenly appeared temperament was extremely majestic, making it difficult for people to adapt for a while.

This feeling was only fleeting, Chang Qingshan immediately lowered his head, moved his legs on his own, leaned towards the tombstone, and finally sat on the pedestal of the tombstone.