Police Chen Shu

In the middle of the night of the Lantern Festival, which was supposed to be a lively day for Chinese families to reunite and celebrate together, there were two people anxiously wading around somewhere in the outskirts of the Silver Triangle, far away from the country.

It was dark nearby, and dogs barked occasionally.

A man and a woman pushed aside the grass, searched for a while, and found the body of a young man in the knee-high weeds.

The corpse was lying quietly in the haystack in black casual clothes, with a livid face, staring at the sky with huge eyes, and the bowl-sized scar on the neck had dried up and turned black. His skin was blue-black, the clothes on his body were also worn out, and his coat and half of his face were stained with blood.

The scene that should have been horrific, now seemed sad in the hearts of the two of them.

Xiao Zhao, who was filming the scene with his mobile phone, pointed at the male corpse on the ground and said tremblingly: "Sister Yang, isn't this guy who went through the customs with us and bragged that he was going to make money? Why is it only a few days old? Time is dead here? Those people are too cruel."

Zhang Yang, who was also seeing the dead for the first time, was much calmer. She squatted beside the male corpse, and reached out her hand to gently close the restless eyes.

"Hey, stop talking."

Zhang Yang thought of the three of them chatting in the same row of seats on the plane. The young man's eyes were shining, and he vowed to describe his dream of following (facing) the local Internet celebrity big brother in the future to make money.

Come (face) north, not to mention whether you can make money or not, if you can return to China with all your needs in the future, it will all have to be smoke from the ancestral graves!

At that time, Zhang Yang was earnest and did not persuade him.

"Xiao Zhao, come here and give me a hand. Let's carry him into the car together and send him to the university (shi) hall later."

Xiao Zhao, who was a little frightened, stumbled to the feet of the male corpse and squatted down. He raised his feet in a panic, but suddenly became unstable and fell to the muddy ground.

At this time, it seemed as if a cold current rushed in and blew on Xiao Zhao's neck, he shivered slowly, and his hairs stood on end one by one.

He looked around the dark surroundings, and even his voice was trembling: "Sister Yang, we have recorded the video anyway, why don't we go back first and ask the big (shi) hall to send someone over. Anyway, this People won't run away."

Zhang Yang was silent for a long time, and sighed: "That's fine. The car is far away, and we may not be able to carry it there. Let's go."

In the oppressive atmosphere, the two walked out of the wasteland with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and walked a few hundred meters along the road before getting into the car parked in the hidden place before.

In the car, Zhang Yang's upper body leaned forward, his forehead rested on the backs of his hands resting on the steering wheel, and he remained silent without speaking.

After a while, she pulled herself together, straightened her waist, and seemed to have returned to the old style of a vigorous big sister in her words.

"Xiao Zhao, check your luggage, we are going to the big (shi) hall now, this matter should be over."

Xiao Zhao took a long breath, feeling that the oppression in his chest was relieved a lot. During these hellish few days, he just saw too many horrible things just as a bystander who went the wrong way.

Those upright cruelties made him, who grew up in the spring breeze, feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, and his heart was like an arrow. Sometimes when I wake up in the middle of the night, I can't stop shaking slightly.

"Okay, Sister Yang. Hehe, do you know who I want to see the most now? They are the policemen on our Dongzhou Main Road. In the past, I used to think that they had too many things, but now, I see more of them. The 'bandits' in uniform, I miss them so much. Especially Officer Chen, I really feel so safe."

Knowing that he was going back to China soon, Xiao Zhao, who was relaxed, talked more, chatting casually while checking his backpack, documents, etc.

Zhang Yang was not talking at the moment, but when Xiao Zhao mentioned 'Officer Chen', she couldn't help but twitched her lips.

At the beginning, she still wanted to find a few big and big cases, and then show her face in front of him. Unexpectedly, after looking for it, I found (facing) North from Dongzhou.

Zhang Yang's mentality has undergone earth-shaking changes in just over a week's experience. In the past, as a radio host, although she was always busy running around in the wind and rain, the occasional pleading for the people made her feel that it was all worth it.

This time I came to face the north because of the prevalence of telecommunications fraud in h in recent years. Countless families were torn apart and their wives were separated. Therefore, relying on the sensitivity of a frontline reporter for many years, she keenly captured this hot topic in society.

Zhang Yang, who has always been vigorous and resolute, simply did not do anything, pretending to be a tourist who came here to (face) North, and made a live record of (facing) North a fraud concentration area that has never been seen in this country.

Before I set off, I also had a little bit of thought in my heart to make my Dongzhou Internet celebrity into an H country Internet celebrity.

As a result, she encountered so many people and things that she will never forget for the rest of her life. Fortunately, all of this is over, and she will be worthy of her conscience when the materials are sent to the main (shi) hall.

Now Zhang Yang has nothing to do with being an internet celebrity, and she is content to be able to return to her den in Dongzhou and have a good night's sleep.

An exclamation interrupted Zhang Yang's thinking.

"Sister Yangyang, I. I. I. I'm. I'm. I'm done."

Xiao Zhao's lips trembled and he stuttered, "I lost my phone."

Zhang Yang said helplessly: "It's a surprise, it must have been lost when you fell down just now. Go find it quickly, I'll wait for you here."

Although Xiao Zhao was a little scared, he really couldn't open his mouth to let Zhang Yang and a woman go to that dingy place and dig the grass near the corpse.

He opened the car door and hurried to the wasteland. When he got there, he searched around the corpse for a few times and found the phone. When he returned to the parking place, he found that Zhang Yang and the car were gone, and the phone was turned off even when he called.

There was a vague premonition in his heart.

Going back to the hotel room alone, she waited until dawn and did not wait for Zhang Yang to come back. Her phone was also turned off all the time, unable to get through.

In desperation, Xiao Zhao ran to the Da (shi) hall for help, but they just registered and filed, saying that they would contact the local police and ask Xiao Zhao to go back and wait for the notice.

Xiao Zhao, who has been in (facing) the north for so many days, will not know what the local police look like?

After thinking about it, Xiao Zhao, who was on the verge of despair, dialed a domestic mobile phone number.

"Hello, who is it?"

A familiar voice came from the receiver, Xiao Zhao, who had been bumping outside for several days, couldn't help it for a while, a man in his twenties choked up and said:

"Officer Chen, I'm Xiao Zhao. It's all my fault, Sister Yang."

Shock!

There are too many monthly tickets today.

Thank you brothers for your support!