Chapter 30: Memorial Service

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The memorial service was held in a beautiful forest hall on the right side of the entrance of the martyrs' cemetery.

In fact, before arriving at the destination, since the only road to the cemetery, the number of police cars that can be seen in the four directions of the front and back and left and right has increased significantly, and of course, there are a few ordinary vehicles mixed in between. Zhao Ming knew that the cars were carrying the families of the police officers who were killed.

I wonder which car Sun Bin's wife will sit in? Leaning on the car window, Zhao Ming was distracted and remembered the fact that Sun Bin said in the lounge in the early morning of the night before the shootout, Sun Bin's daughter actually did not go abroad and did not come back, but as early as a few years ago, probably when the system was just launched, she committed suicide and died for some complicated reasons that are not easy to mention. In other words, over the years, Sun Bin and his wife have had to bear the pain of losing their daughter, and the two have survived to this day. But now, Sun Bin has unfortunately passed away, can his wife really withstand another blow? ’

To be honest, Zhao Ming knew in his heart that the reason why he insisted on coming to see this memorial service was that his biggest hope was to be able to talk to Mrs. Sun Bin and express his guilt that he might never be able to finish completely. Even though it is very likely that he will not be understood, sometimes there are some things that he says more so that he can feel a little more at ease.

Sitting on the front passenger seat was a strange man in a police uniform, Xiao Wu, who was in charge of driving, introduced Zhao Ming when he got into the car, that person's surname was Qin, as for the specific name, Zhao Ming didn't need to know.

In short, to put it simply, Xiao Wu's arrangement can only be to install a miniature camera on Officer Qin's collar, and then Zhao Ming watched the real-time video through the computer screen in the car, which can be counted as having attended the memorial service.

In this regard, although Zhao Ming was dissatisfied, he also understood that as far as the current situation was concerned, such an arrangement was estimated to be the best that Xiao Wu and the others could do.

After all, although Zhao Mingming can really go through meticulous disguise, and even makeup, he will change his appearance more or less and dress up and mix it in, and watch the normal memorial service with his own eyes. But that way, the risk factor is too high, you must know that today's auditorium is full of police officers, and there are many people in it who are his former colleagues. As long as even one doubts his identity, then he will never be able to escape alive.

Officer Qin didn't say much, the vehicle stopped steadily beside the tree-lined path, and after Xiao Wu briefly instructed a few words, Officer Qin silently opened the car door and walked towards the auditorium!

"Will he betray us?" Zhao Ming asked inexplicably.

On the car that turned off the engine, put the seat flat slightly, and Xiao Wu, who had just been lying down, turned his head and glanced at Zhao Ming in confusion, "I don't know that person well, it was arranged by the boss, I should be able to trust it!" ”

Should? After a series of bad things, Zhao Ming really couldn't feel much joy about this word.

But now that it has come to this, I know that it is so. Zhao Ming sighed, lowered his head and focused his attention on the screen of the tablet that Xiao Wu handed over.

The most intuitive feeling is that because of Officer Qin's movement, the picture is constantly shaking, but fortunately, it didn't take long for him to gradually adapt to this shaking rhythm, and at the same time, the scene in the picture became much clearer.

"Is this the only angle you can see?" The memorial service has not yet begun, so what I can see and hear is nothing more than a polite exchange of greetings between the police, which is very boring.

"Officer Qin also has six miniature cameras in his hand, and if he has the opportunity, he will find a good angle to install them." After Xiao Wu finished speaking, he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

The doors have been completely locked by Xiao Wu, and all the windows are closed tightly, plus the windows are covered with a special material black car film. So that there is absolutely no way for people outside to see the situation in the car, so Zhao Ming can feel a little more at ease.

About half an hour later, the memorial service was carried out in accordance with the established process, and all the participants took their seats one after another, and Officer Qin was naturally no exception. Fortunately, before sitting down, Officer Qin had already found the opportunity to install all six cameras in the right places.

As a result, seven pictures have appeared on the tablet in front of Zhao Ming at this moment! Because Officer Qin was seated, all the camera on his collar could capture was the back of the chair in the front row.

So Zhao Ming chose a shot with the most angle and switched it over, so that the entire auditorium was finally included as much as possible.

Before the start of the memorial service, as if it were a matter of course, Gu Xiaoyu took the stage to give a speech, and his indignant words first described the condolences for the dead police officers, and then quickly shared the results of the arrest operation like a report. However, the police station is very confident that Zhao Ming and others will be successfully arrested soon.

On the stage, Gu Xiaoyu, who was proud and ambitious, seemed to be waiting for the applause of the people on the field after speaking. But then he seemed to realize that today's occasion was a memorial service, and it was not the best time for his subordinates to flatter him, so in order to hide his embarrassment, Gu Xiaoyu stepped down after making up a few more words.

Then faces appeared, saying exactly the same thing. Zhao Ming recognized that those people were basically in the task force, that is, the various leaders sent down from above.

Zhao Ming, who hated this kind of scene very much, had to listen patiently to them in order not to miss it. It was nearly half an hour after all the members of the task force had finished speaking. Zhao Ming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that they were finally over, but at this moment, a familiar voice followed to the stage, and at the same time, the audience, which had been cold and silent, was somewhat excited.

"Chen Sheng? Didn't he say he was hospitalized? Haven't you been out of danger yet? Zhao Ming said to himself in surprise.

Compared with Gu Xiaoyu, the kind of leader who likes to be a dignified official very much, Chen Sheng seems to be too friendly, and perhaps because his body has not fully recovered, he just said a few words, expressing his gratitude and nostalgia for the sacrificed police officers.

Soon, the picture changed to a different style, and the enlarged portraits of the police officers who were killed were put on the stage, some of whom Zhao Ming knew, and some people that Zhao Ming did not know. But at this moment, he has focused all his eyes on Sun Bin's portrait full of smiles, looking young, probably taken several years ago.

Zhao Ming really didn't expect that Sun Bin, who had always been old-fashioned and serious, would show such an amiable smile that didn't match him at all, and the familiar face with such a smile gave Zhao Ming a sense of strangeness in a trance.

Zhao Ming even had a delusion, and self-deceived thought that since he could have such a smile, maybe it was not Sun Bin who died, maybe Sun Bin was also like Zhang Zhencai, playing a trick of cheating death.

It's a pity, facts are facts, for Zhao Ming, Sun Bin, who is like a long-lost master and a long-lost father figure, is indeed sacrificed, and that smiling face is just the light and shadow condensed by a short period of happiness in his life. Zhao Ming can think of when he got that photo taken, at that time, Sun Bin's family should still be complete, a family of three, very happy together, enjoying an ordinary but not ordinary life.

Anyway, beauty is always short-lived, just like Zhao Ming's usual criminal police career in the previous two years.

Unconsciously, tears slid silently down his cheeks, and Zhao Ming, who didn't wipe it, reached out and stroked the portrait of Sun Bin that appeared on the screen, as if he was touching a real person.

Perhaps no one can really clearly understand Zhao Ming's inner world at this moment. Just like no one knows, Zhao Ming has not only lost his proud status as a criminal policeman, but also a sincere friend, a mentor in life, and a strict father-like figure.

At this moment, he is like a naughty child who thought it was just a simple nonsense, harmless at all, and would not cause any harm.

Xiao Wu didn't know when he opened his eyes, he glanced at Zhao Ming, and then turned his head back silently without saying anything.

Maybe a man like Xiao Wu, who follows Zhang Guoxin and lives a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, can understand the pain contained in the man's tears.

Because of this, when a man cried, Xiao Wu wisely did not participate and let him vent. After all, there is some pain, and only when it is vented will it be a little better.

The memorial service continued, as a police officer who was quite close to Sun Bin, dressed in a black suit, with a signature cynical smile on his face, full of dignified Li Tao, slowly walked up to the high platform, and briefly said a few words of admiration, nostalgia and gratitude for Sun Bin.

Regardless of whether he knew Li Tao's other identity or not, Zhao Ming felt that the feelings Li Tao showed at this moment were sincere.