Ye Che was so smoked that his eyes couldn't control his tears, and he didn't know when the electronic devices that exploded behind him would explode. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Someone, help!" Ye Che shouted for help again, and billowing smoke drifted out of the broken windows and filled the sky over the city.

Maybe it was because he saw the smoke, the security guard who was on patrol duty at the school hurriedly ran over, saw Ye Che trapped in the monitoring room, and hurriedly opened the door.

But the doorknob lay quietly on the ground, as if it had been there all along.

"Officer Ye, you get out of the way inside, I'll call someone to knock the door open." The security guard saw Ye Che coughing in, and thought that something was really wrong now, and he must not die in this school in a policeman.

The security guard didn't have time to think so much, shouted loudly to the door post a few times and then began to bang the door hard, the door frame is aluminum alloy, the line does not move, the security guard understands that he has to call 119 quickly, the current situation is not solved by a few people.

But time waits for no one.

Ye Che bent down under the thick smoke, breathing painfully. Finally, the long-lost explosion sounded behind him, and Ye Che felt a huge impact on his chest and abdomen, and his head hit the wall hard, falling into a coma.

The snow finally stopped, and the warm sunlight poured through the window of the ward on the hospital bed, and the chirping of birds outside the window seemed to be a beautiful morning.

Ye Che woke up in a daze, and he felt that his head was painful and heavy like never before. He tried to sit up, but found himself covered in tubes for various instruments.

"Yo, Officer Ye, are you awake" The flat-headed officer sitting next to the hospital bed was very excited when he saw Ye Che awake, "You have been in a coma for several days." He reached out and poured some water, "Drink some water, don't you?" ”

Ye Che waved his hand, indicating that he was not thirsty, but there was always a strange feeling that stayed on his body, lingering, and indescribably uncomfortable.

"Headache, right? You hit your head against a wall in an explosion and the doctor says you have a concussion, and the flat-headed officer seems sorry for you. The doctor said that it is possible to feel nauseous, headache, and even amnesia, how about you. ”

When Ye Che heard him say this, he suddenly understood where that weird feeling came from, and said weakly with pale lips

"I, I see, I really don't remember."

Zhang Weiyong looked at the text message sent by the teacher on his mobile phone, the whole school was on vacation for three days due to the campus accident, and asked the students to review at home, prepare for the final exam seriously, and don't be lazy.

For the other students, it was a lot of fun, and the extra three days of vacation were like nectar from the sky.

"Explosion?" Zhang Weiyong felt a little strange, how could a good one explode? How could it be such a coincidence that there happened to be an explosion at the school after Deng Yuan's death? .

"It's not that simple compared to this matter, so I'd better check it out." Zhang Weiyong grabbed his clothes, looked at the sun outside, and turned around and went out.

Winter mornings seem to be full of white heat, the white fog from the breakfast stalls, and the moisture that people breathe all gather on the roadside, creating a special scene in the city.

Zhang Weiyong walked cautiously, the snow on the side of the road had not yet melted, and the ground was very slippery, and it was easy to fall. Zhang Weiyong walked to the door of the newsstand, stretched out his hand and pointed to a newspaper, "Boss, buy a copy of this." ”

Obviously, it was very surprising for a high school student to buy a newspaper early in the morning, and the boss gave him a strange look and took out a copy and gave it to Zhang Weiyong.

After paying the money, Zhang Weiyong searched for the relevant words about the explosion in E yesterday. When he read the whole report, he hurriedly took the newspaper in a volume, hurriedly reached out and stopped a taxi, and went straight to the police station.

Backstreet police station.

Officer Huang looked at the high school student in front of him and felt very familiar, as if he had just met him a few days ago.

"Did one of your police officers surnamed Ye get injured in the explosion yesterday?" Zhang Weiyong was obviously a little anxious, if it happened to be Ye Che's injury, it was estimated that this matter would have nothing to do with them.

"Ah, oh, oh, you said Ye Che?" Officer Huang remembered that this was the child that Ye Che brought back for questioning that day. "That should be fine, although I have been in a coma for two days, but I said that I woke up this morning, thank you for your concern."

"Can you tell me which hospital he's in? I have something very important to say to him. Zhang Weiyong's expression was very solemn.

"It should be in the People's Hospital." Officer Huang thought for a moment, "If you have something really important, you can also tell me... Hey"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Weiyong rushing out of the door and stopping a taxi on the side of the road.

"High school students nowadays are not polite... Officer Huang snorted, "But then again, do I also want to go see Ye Che?" ”

People's Hospital, Inpatient Department.

"Hey, hello nurse, I want to ask which ward Ye Che lives in?"

"Oh, turn left at the end of the corridor in front, oh I recommend you don't go now, that ward is full of people, which affects the patient's rest." The nurse frowned, clearly unhappy with the practice.

"All people?" Zhang Weiyong didn't expect so many people to come to see Ye Che, so he hurried to the ward at the moment.

The crowd that just stepped into the ward really frightened Zhang Weiyong, and the police clothes made Zhang Weiyong feel a little flustered, after all, he was half a murderer, and he couldn't help but feel weak when he saw such a policeman in an instant.

"I, I, I'll take a look, that, Officer Ye" Zhang Weiyong cautiously squeezed into the ward.

"Who are you?" The police officer standing at the door seemed very unfriendly, which made Zhang Weiyong even more afraid.

"I, me, me" Zhang Weiyong suddenly didn't know how to introduce himself, and stammered in an instant.

"Let him in." At this time, someone inside spoke, "It's the student that Officer Ye investigated a few days ago." ”

The policemen at the gate automatically made way for Zhang Weiyong to get in.

When Zhang Weiyong saw Ye Che, he almost didn't recognize it, Ye Che's head was wrapped tightly, like a freshly unearthed mummy.

"What, how? Ye, Officer Ye. Zhang Weiyong opened his mouth thoughtfully.

"You, you, who are you?" Ye Che showed a confused expression, obviously trying to remember.

Zhang Weiyong sighed in his heart, and looked at the flat-headed officer in confusion, and the flat-headed officer shrugged.

"Officer Ye, he was hit by the explosion in the explosion." The flat-headed officer pointed to his head, "Concussion, the doctor said that there is a possibility of amnesia from the recent incident." ”

"Loss, amnesia?!" Zhang Weiyong obviously didn't react, "But I, I still have something to do with him." ”

"Forget it, tell me directly if there is anything, now you have seen it, the bureau is busy, so many people are here to solve the handover problem, Ye Che will definitely not be able to follow this case." If there's anything going on, just tell the new person in charge. The flat-headed officer loosened his police hat, "Now you go out first, we have something to talk about." ”

A huge amount of information poured into Zhang Weiyong's brain, and he walked out of the ward in despair, and the door closed behind him.