readx; Reflection is often a trigger for progress. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As a gambler, Li Youcai advocates the word 'luck', but never believes in luck, he thinks that everything today is not based on luck, because his luck has always been bad, he is an unlucky guy, he used to complain about this, but now he feels fortunate that it is bad luck that made him.

Regarding Nurse Keiko, he gave up the plan; some things seem simple on the surface, but in fact they are very complicated; Li Youcai did not dare to deal with the matter of Hu Yi's detention hastily, and Li Youcai has not seen him once since he was transferred to prison, because he can't guess why Team Zhao did this; he can't make up his mind to let Nurse Keiko be cannon fodder, so he has to start thinking about the predicament in front of him.

There are three possibilities, one is that the Zhao brigade didn't know anything, but just took the opportunity to test the reaction, and considered launching an investigation because of Hu Yi's face.

The second possibility is that the Eighth Route prisoner captured this time confessed to the situation involving Hu Yi, and Hu Yi's detective team identity came from Li Youcai himself, so the Zhao team wanted to connect Hu Yi with himself and kill two birds with one stone.

The third possibility is that the past has leaked out, so the Zhao brigade is eyeing himself, and the real target of the investigation is himself, and Hu Yi is the target of the investigation who was implicated.

Li Youcai, who was curled up in the office chair, sighed deeply, the most insidious 'best strategy' is the best choice, if it was Hu Yi, would he do something to Nurse Keiko?

There was a sudden knock on the office door, and then the door opened, and two guys carried a paper sealed plaque into the door, and one of them sneered: "Captain Li, this is the word you ordered, and it has been framed for you, where should this be hung?"

"Hang it, of course, behind the team's head!"

But where there is an office, of course, there must be a word, what is bright and bright, the world is for the public, virtuous and so on, Li Youcai was in a 'very good mood' some time ago, and felt that his office was too cold, so he also decided to arrange the layout, and today this word arrived.

The sound of tinkling and knocking nails sounded, and the people passing by in the corridor couldn't help but stop at the door of the office of the deputy captain of the detective team.

Li Youcai looked at it with both hands behind his back and looked very satisfied, and turned back to ask the visitors at the door: "How is it?"

The illiterate guys hurriedly gave a thumbs up and shouted, and the literate rubbed their eyes desperately, for fear that they had read it wrong: "This word...... It's well written!"

Not far from Li Youcai's office, Captain Zhao had just put down the big smoking gun in his own office, Tao Taoran squinted his eyes for a long time before he could barely sit up straight, and lazily asked the subordinates waiting for the report in front of him: "How is it?"

"To avoid delivering the news, I put the guy in a felony room. So far, Deputy Li has not been to see it once, and he has not interfered again. ”

"What has he been doing these two days?"

"Yesterday at noon, he went to the Drunken Immortal Building, and brought a woman, Miss Keiko from the military hospital, and his whereabouts are uncertain. ”

"Not sure? I'm raising you to eat your fart?"

"He's on a motorcycle, I'm on a bicycle, that's fine! But I guess...... What else can a lonely man and a widow do, they should be able to get it, right?" Speaking of this, his subordinates slapped their hands selflessly: "But how do you say that they can do it? How can all the good things be taken up by him, a gambler? After the Einsatzgruppen is done to get the Taijun, heaven will not tolerate it! I hate to slash him, I ...... it."

"Get out!" said Zhao re-picked up the big smoking gun on the table.

"Uh...... Be. Be. The subordinate nodded as if he woke up, came to the door and turned back: "By the way, he just hung a plaque in his office, guess what?"

“......”

"Wolf--embarrassment-for-adulterous-"

Team Zhao couldn't close his mouth again, and finally it was his turn to not understand.

......

The afternoon sun quietly sprinkled the leaves, looking up under the trees, when the leaves rustled, those colorful light gaps had life-like, and like floating, colorful and dazzling floating.

I had always thought that the honey locust tree was lonely because it was lonely on the water's edge, but now I finally realized that it had fallen in love with the river.

Under the blue, the river, and a tree on the bank, it is not about lonely scenery at all, but about guarding, about snuggling.

She stood under the tree, quietly looking at the river, and finally found that the river had always been happy, praying for the next rainy season to be close to the tree.

This is not the first time she has run in the rain of bullets, but it is the hardest time she has run, not afraid of being shot, but afraid of the heavy machine gun behind him and refusing to stop, he just refuses to stop, forcing her to exhaust her life's strength and refuses to stop, until she is annihilated by the merciless roar, he is extremely selfish!

She picked up the Zhongzheng rifle erected on her side, pulled the bolt and loaded the bullet, the butt was against her shoulder, and the shooting posture was so similar to his, very casual.

The sound of the gun sharply tore through the silence, and after four consecutive clearnesses, she reluctantly put down the Zhongzheng rifle, and the last bullet was left in the chamber of the gun.

Then the tears came out of the eyes, shedding her white skin, still clean and traceless, just non-stop, without a trace.

She doesn't know who is the river! Who is praying for the rainy season! Who is hating the rainy season!

I don't know how long later, another figure appeared next to the tree.

"You fired the gun?"

"It's me. She struggled to sort out her expression and didn't look back.

"If you want to practice shooting, I can teach you. ”

"No need. ”

"Su Qing, have some words...... I have to say. About this breakout...... I thought about it a lot, and I understood a lot. I...... We can do whatever it takes to do anything for our sacred ideals, but we don't know how far tomorrow is, whether I have a tomorrow or not...... I don't mean to be pessimistic, as a revolutionary I don't want to have regrets, and it makes me feel like I can stand side by side with you in battle...... Very happy...... I mean...... I don't want to be left without a chance to say ...... I like you!"

Obviously she had learned to leave a bullet behind, and she had dried her tears, but she felt like she had been shot, and she could no longer stand, so she could only sit down inch by inch with the Zhongzheng rifle erected next to her, which was her last support.

Her fragile back gives the confessor courage.

"Actually, I ...... I think you like me too, right? You're willing to stand up for Sanlian, and I know you're also for me, your heart...... I know! That's enough! I can live happily ever after that!"

A breeze rustled the leaves again, looking up, the dazzling colorful swaying, gradually blurred into flashes again and again, each flash was a burst, like grenades hitting the heavy machine gun position again and again, so that the stubborn heavy machine gun could no longer sound......