There was silence throughout the Secret Service.

Everyone seemed to feel that a volcano was about to erupt, and when they passed by the commissioner's office, they always tiptoed to their feet, for fear that a slightly louder noise would set off the bombs inside and drown them out in anger.

"You're scaring them. ”

Director Fu sighed helplessly, looked at the shadows that were quietly floating outside the hidden door, and poured tea into the cup of the girl in front of him.

"Afraid of what? Afraid of me, cripple?"

Ai Qing seemed to be amused, but there was not the slightest smile on her face or in her eyes: "Don't worry, no matter how unbearable it is, I won't spill it in the special affairs." ”

"No, I'm trying to persuade you to calm down. ”

Director Fu shook his head and wanted to smoke, but he seemed to remember something, hesitated for a long time, and finally rolled up his sleeves and put a nicotine patch on his arm.

"Whether it is the Astronomical Society or the Social Security Bureau, in the final analysis, you still have to follow the rules, since there are rules, there must be unpleasant places, you don't need to put too much pressure on yourself. ”

"To be honest, I'm not worried about Qi Wen. ”

Ai Qing sneered indifferently: "No matter how much it looks like a character, it still has the habit of being a dog in his bones, and he carries it everywhere to show off when he has two bones."

If he is in a safe corner, the Yin family can't do anything about him for the time being, and his brain is so convulsed that he wants to jump into the quagmire of Jinling. Don't use your brain to think about it, no matter how powerful he is, does he have the majesty of the Huai family back then?

In less than two years, he will be eaten clean by those clans who will join forces to knock on the bones and suck the marrow...... When the time comes, I'm afraid he will have to thank the Yin family for saving him a dog's life in the past, right?

My concern is for the purified people.

In this matter, Qi Wen is not critical, but the problem is that all the clues we can find have been ruined by Qi Wen's self-proclaimed clever bastard!"

She tapped the handrail with a blank face: "Now all we have in our hands is a pile of corpses and a ruin, and all that's left is a bullshit prophetic poem."

In this case, if there is any movement from those guys, we are simply sitting back and waiting to die!"

Director Fu didn't speak anymore, but just rolled up his sleeves anxiously and put two more nicotine stickers.

After so many days, whether it was internal announcements or private exchanges between colleagues, they almost all had an understanding of the situation around them and the large-scale mobilization of the Purified People that had not been seen in recent years.

Anomalies have been found in not only Xinhai, but also in more than seven or eight cities, and almost the entire eastern coastal area of Eastern Xia is covered.

If you don't pay attention to it, it's another border war, and I don't know how many people will be affected by that time.

No one wants a spark to explode in their own jurisdiction, both from the point of view of duty and professional life.

But it's not just that that makes Ai Qing feel uneasy.

There was something else that made her irritated and even angry.

It's like a hunch of forgetting to bring your keys and turning off the faucet when you go out, and it's hard to feel good when you know your damn instincts are going to start working again.

Although this talent is appreciated by many people, few people can understand how disgusted Ai Qing herself is.

Especially when you don't know when the shoes upstairs are going to fall off, it's even more disgusting.

This anxiety lingered in her mind until a certain moment, when she finally found the source of this anomaly, suddenly got up, propped up her crutches and returned to the door of the interrogation room, looking around.

The empty hallways, the trash cans everywhere, and the small bottle on the ashtray on top of the trash can.

Ai Qing reached out and picked up the thumb-sized bottle, which still had a drop of lilac liquid left in it.

It smelled vaguely bitter, like some kind of drug.

The test strip that you carry with you reacts orange-red.

She could conclude that it was some kind of potion from the border, and that the orange-red hue was between the red for the stimulant and the yellow for the tranquilizer.

She looked at Director Fu: "Has anyone else been here just now?"

Director Fu looked dazed, and casually pulled over a subordinate who had just finished sorting out the records, but the subordinate also looked at them with a confused expression.

"Are you talking about Huai Shi?" the subordinate thought for a moment and looked at Ai Qing: "Aren't you together?"

Syllable!

The bottle shattered to the ground.

Finally......

When the other boot was finally dropped upstairs, Ai Qing found that in addition to being stunned and shocked, she actually felt a sense of relief.

"What's wrong?" asked Director Fu.

Ai Qing held on to her crutches and waved her hand weakly: "Now go and count your attendees, focusing on the armed guards, as well as the weapons on their bodies." ”

With rare trust and understanding, even if Ai Qing didn't give any explanation, Director Fu still gave the order according to her request.

Soon, after a short search and count, today's attendance and actual attendance records were handed in.

There was no shortage of armed guards with loaded guns.

But there was an error in the attendance record, a person was missing, and soon, the missing person was found from the toilet cubicle, still tied with a rope on his body, with duct tape on his mouth, and was struggling.

"Lao Wang?" Director Fu was stunned.

As soon as the tape was torn off, Lao Wang coughed violently and shouted loudly: "It's Huai Shi, it's Huai Shi...... He took the key...... The key to the arsenal!"

"Really, it sucks......"

In a moment of dead silence, Ai Qing leaned against the corner of the wall and closed her eyes tiredly.

This son of a bitch.

Do you know what you've done?

Soon, in the midst of the surveillance, the shadow of a teenager walked out of the arsenal with a travel bag, as if he was strolling leisurely, and waved his hand to say hello to passing acquaintances from time to time, and walked out of the secret service unimpeded.

He carried an automatic rifle, six magazines, two pistols and fifty pistol rounds, six grenades, two pieces of plastic explosives, and more......

It's like going to the supermarket.

Loaded on.

With a calm smile, he flagged down a taxi and walked away silently.

Director Fu was going crazy when he saw this.

Damn, I should have shot this bastard on the spot if I knew I could!

He pulled past the sweaty guards and asked loudly, "How long has he been gone?"

"Twenty minutes ......"

"Twenty minutes, twenty minutes, a dog can find out that something is wrong, aren't you even as good as a dog!" Director Fu was so angry that he almost tore his hand.

Seeing Ai Qing, who was calm enough to start drinking tea next to him, he suddenly became more and more irritable: "Why aren't you in a hurry at all?"

"Is it useful to be in a hurry?"

Ai Qing put down the teacup and sighed softly: "If we really want to start preparing to do something, maybe we can start discussing what style to use for Qi Wen's funeral." ”

Twenty minutes?

No kidding, the daylilies have cooled down for three years.

.

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Twenty minutes ago, the rain was pouring down.

On the viaduct, the taxi sped through the rain curtains, and the old disco songs from more than ten years ago were still playing in the car, and the driver shook his head and hummed along with the song as the Buddha plate hanging from the rearview mirror rotated.

In the co-pilot, the boy holding a huge travel bag stared at the rain curtain outside the window in a daze, as if looking at a black bird looming in the sky.

"Little brother, this won't work. ”

The driver said: "You've been in the car for a long time, and you don't even have a destination to let people drive forward, and now you're almost on the highway, at least tell me where you're going, right?"

Why don't I find you a place, how about you change your car? I'll charge you twenty dollars less. ”

In the silence, the boy just looked out the window quietly, as if he had not spoken, until the driver couldn't help but open his mouth and wanted to ask again.

"No need master, just leave me here. ”

"On the elevated road, little brother, don't you want to die?"

The driver looked at him stunned: "Points will be deducted for stopping here!"

"It's fine. ”

The young man took out a folded raincoat from his travel bag and put it neatly on his body, "When the time comes, you just say that you were coerced by me." ”

As he spoke, he unzipped his duffel bag and showed him the guns and copper-glossed bullets inside.

Suddenly, a sudden brake and the taxi stopped on the elevated highway where the traffic was coming, almost causing a rear-end collision behind, causing an angry horn.

The driver's face turned pale and raised his hands: "Little brother spare my life, I, I still have a family to support...... I only have that much money left...... Not enough for me to pick up the ......."

The boy smiled, shook his head, took out his mobile phone, scanned the code to pay, and gave three times the price.

"Excuse me. ”

He pushed the car door with his bag and said goodbye politely: "I wish you a happy life, goodbye." ”

The doors closed.

In the midst of the rainstorm, the taxi sped up frantically and fled.

Leaving Huai Shi alone in the same place.

The thick curtain of rain seemed to swallow everything, and countless rains shattered in an instant, setting off a roar as if the world was shattering, but beyond that, there was a palpitating silence.

Everything was foggy, except for the harsh red glow of the traffic lights under the elevated sky.

The passing vehicles came out of the rain and fog and disappeared into the rain and fog, just like running monsters.

And in the midst of these countless steel monsters, Huai Shi stood in the center of the viaduct, bent down and put down her travel bag, and put the pistol, magazine, and bullets on the vest under her raincoat.

Categories.

Put these on the left, those on the right, and some more in the middle.

So it gradually became heavier.

So it gradually became fuller.

It was as if he had found his internal organs one by one, and they seemed to be beating in the empty heart, and he was regained wholeness step by step.

The empty shell seems to welcome back the breath of the soul.

Eventually, he picked up the heavy automatic rifle and slung it over his shoulder.

In a trance, Huai Shi seems to be finally complete.

But it seems that there is still something missing.

It wasn't until he finally remembered to shove the collar-hung headphones into his ears, and then, with the rough beat of drums and bass, tore through the too noisy silence.

“has he lost his mind?can he see or is he blind?”

The boy's fingers tapped on the barrel of the gun and hummed softly to the song, "Can he walk at all'or if he moves will he fall?"

Is he still sane?

Is he blind?

Will he still be able to move forward?

Or is he about to fall if he moves?

In the midst of a long or short wait, he bobbed his head to the rhythm of the drums, hovering over the rain and fog and the elevated highway like an invisible spirit, allowing the heavy vehicles to whizz past him.

It was as if waiting for a bell to ring in the distance.

Until the dark birds once again cut through the shadows of the rain.

He unhurriedly raised the barrel of the gun in his hand, pressed it against his shoulder, opened the safe, and stared at the silhouette that gradually emerged in the rain curtain through the rain left on his hood.

The high beams illuminated his eyes.

At that moment, he pulled the trigger.