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The flames in the sky exploded in front of my eyes, and the roaring explosion sounded in my ears.

Song Buzhi was pressed down by the discipline and held in his arms, staring blankly at the fire above that seemed to burn through the sky.

In fact, the fire brought by this explosion was not that big, and the fire just burst out of the window with a "boom" just after the explosion, reflecting the sky red.

But Song Buzhi's eyes seemed to be filled with fire, flushing red.

"The base exploded... Everyone else was killed... Hehe, it's fine to die... Since you're still alive, I'll take you out..."

A little girl with blood on her forehead picked up a little boy who seemed to be only one or two years old, and rushed outside.

The clothes on the little girl were affected by the fire after the explosion, and a lot of them were burned, and even the exposed skin had obvious burns.

A pillar suddenly fell in front of her, and the little girl quickly dodged back, and the heat of the flames hit her face.

The little boy writhed uncomfortably in her arms and made a simple sound of "babbling".

"Don't be afraid." The little girl gritted her teeth, "We can definitely get out."

……

The flames soared into the sky, and the flames waved one after another like waves, devouring everything with claws and teeth.Tongues of fire curled up, sweeping around like a snake spitting out letters, and thick smoke gradually filled the air.

The little boy was obviously choking on the smoke and coughed violently.

While protecting him, the little girl quickly shuttled through the base after the explosion, judging where the exit was most likely.

"Damn it, although I usually want to get out of this damn place, but—" After all, she is only a 12-year-old girl, and she is tired of holding a little boy even if she doesn't weigh much for a long time. She is panting, After a while, he continued, "But I wouldn't think about blowing it up...so many murders..."

Dozens of lives were lost in the base.

"But the person who did this, what is he planning? Suicide?" The little girl seemed to be talking to the little boy in her arms, and seemed to be talking to herself, "I don't think anyone in our group would Suicide. So he escaped by himself, and then bombed the base..."

"When did he plant his time bomb..."

The constant talking seemed to give the little girl courage, she held the little boy in her arms tightly, and said, "I observed it, the smoke is thinner at the east gate, let's take a gamble and go that way."

After saying that, she quickly ran to the east gate.

She shuttled through the flames, so sensitive that she couldn't tell she was just a 12-year-old girl.

Suddenly, flames spread across the passage she ran through.

The suddenly huge red light was like the horn of death blowing.

……

Song Buzhi slowly opened his eyes.

"Wake up! Brother Song is awake!"

The female voice coming from the ear was a bit familiar, Song Buzhi turned his head before he could get out of the dream, and saw a pretty girl on top of his head looking at him.

The girl's face was a little blurry, Song Buzhi blinked, but there were still several heads shaking in front of his eyes.

"You..." He stretched out his hand, wanting to ask her if you are the girl of my dreams.

However, his hand was held by another big warm and dry hand.

This temperature made Song Buzhi tremble, as if he also felt this temperature before he fell into a coma.No, the temperature felt at that moment was even higher... as if the whole body was wrapped in that scalding temperature...

He turned his head again and looked over.

"You..." His eyes gradually cleared up, his shaking heads merged into one, and he shouted dreamily, "Team Ji..."

Yu Xiaonan was disappointed and cheered at the side: "Oh, I was the first to find out that Xiao Song woke up, and Xiao Song also obviously saw me first, so why did he call the Ji team first, sad."

Song Buzhi was startled by the voice that sounded like anger, not anger, or resentment, and he woke up completely.

As soon as he woke up, he found that his right hand was being held in the palm of his hand by discipline.He pumped it out.

No tics.

He pumped it out again.

Still no twitch.

Song Buzhi: "...Ji team, can you let me go, please?"

Yu Xiaonan echoed from the side: "That's right, can you let me go, please? Team Ji? Consider me as a single dog, okay?"

Song Buzhi: "..."

Discipline was expressionless, but he firmly refused to let go of his hand. He looked up at Yu Xiaonan and said, "Let the doctor come over and check him up."

Yu Xiaonan responded and hurried out.

Only now did Song Buzhi realize that Ji Ji was sitting in a wheelchair, and he couldn't help wondering: "What's wrong with your leg?" He suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and the picture before he fainted flashed in his mind in a mess.

Discipline: "It's okay."

Song Buzhi: "...Brother, do you think I'm blind?"

He clenched his disciplined hands behind his back for support, ready to prop up his upper body to see for himself.

But the shoulder was held down by a stronger hand.

Song Buzhi's body softened, and he fell down again.

Disciplinedly looked at him, said: "Small injury, nothing."

Song Buzhi: "..."

Need a wheelchair?

The doctor was hastily invited by Yu Xiaonan.

During the inspection, discipline loosened Song Buzhi's hand.The warmth in his hands suddenly disappeared, and Song Buzhi subconsciously turned his head to look at him.

The doctor checked Song Buzhi and said, "It's fine, you can leave the hospital at any time."

Discipline thanked the doctor.

After Yu Xiaonan sent the doctor out, the discipline asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Uh..." Song Buzhi was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously touched his stomach, but touched the quilt.

Only now did he realize that he was actually covered with a quilt.The temperature in the ward was suitable and covered with a quilt. After waking up, the first thing he felt was not hot...

Song Buzhi touched his head with his backhand: "I don't have a fever..."

Only when he has a fever, he will not feel hot.

"Huh?" Discipline immediately frowned, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Song Buzhi shook his head, put his hand down from his forehead, and said, "I don't have a fever..."

Discipline: "What's going on?"

Song Buzhi looked at him and smiled: "Ji Dui, it seems that I asked first, what's wrong with your leg?"

Discipline: "...I'm fine, I was scratched by the glass when it exploded."

Song Buzhi looked at him with a "you think I'm stupid" expression, and was speechless for a while.

Got scratched by glass and need a wheelchair?

Forget it, you'll know anyway.

Song Buzhi didn't ask any more questions, but instead answered the discipline question just now: "I'm pretty hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

Discipline: "I'll ask Xiao Yu to buy some."

So, Yu Xiaonan, who finished seeing off the doctor, was sent to buy food again.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and the ward fell silent.

Song Buzhi stared out of the window for a while, and suddenly broke the silence.

"When it exploded, what happened—I was, was something wrong?"

Song Buzhi asked directly, but cautiously, with an imperceptible tension in his tone.

He thought that the explosion before coma awakened a certain memory deep in his mind, and then he had such a dream.On the one hand, he wanted to explore, but on the other hand, he felt faintly that once those memories were retrieved, it might not be a good thing.

Discipline didn't hide from him, saying: "You were in the living room in a daze."

"Why..." Song Buzhi seemed to be asking himself, and also seemed to be asking him, "At that time, there were still four or five seconds before the explosion, why did I just stand there in a daze..."

Discipline didn't answer.

Song Buzhi shook his head, took a deep breath, and asked in confirmation: "You hugged me and dragged me out, right?"

Discipline: "What else?"

Song Buzhi whispered: "Thank you."

Then he thought of something, and asked again: "What about the others? Your colleagues, are they all right?"

Discipline: "It's okay, it's all skin trauma."

Song Buzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

At that time, after Discipline shouted "Get out—all out—bomb—", the other police officers in the room immediately reacted quickly and ran out of the door in an orderly manner. of.

Five seconds later, the explosion happened, and the policemen who went out first had already run to the next floor. Discipline and Song Buzhi were a little behind, and they only ran down one flight of stairs, and were affected by the explosion.

"By the way, there is still the property..." Song Buzhi remembered another person, and asked again, "Is he okay?"

Discipline: "It's okay, he was protected by Xiao Jin, and he didn't suffer any injuries."

Song Buzhi nodded.

Discipline asked: "Why do you suddenly care about other people after you wake up?"

Song Buzhi smiled: "Is it okay to care about other people's affairs?"

But in the next second, his smile suddenly disappeared.

Looking at the disciplined and concerned eyes, Song Buzhi didn't know what was wrong with him, so he said it like this: "Before I woke up, I had a dream. In the dream, there was also an explosion. A young lady saved me... I don't know This young lady is dead or alive now..."

As if afraid of being surprised, Disciplinary asked a little lightly: "Is it from your past?"

Song Buzhi: "I think it's..."

Discipline held his hand, comforted him silently, but did not speak.

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The explosion in the residential area alarmed the municipal and higher-level leaders, and ordered the municipal bureau to quickly issue an investigation report and minimize the impact.

Director Liang Guodong took a deputy director to the hospital in person to express condolences to the injured police officers.

Discipline must be called for questioning.

Song Buzhi ate the meal Yu Xiaonan brought back, lifted the quilt and sat up.

Yu Xiaonan hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, Brother Song, you continue to lie down. If the discipline team comes back and sees you disobedient, they will scold me!"

Song Buzhi rolled his eyes: "Where am I disobedient?"

Yu Xiaonan: "The doctor told you to take a good rest, but you want to get out of bed! You still lift the quilt, what if you catch a cold!"

Song Buzhi said coolly: "The doctor said that I can be discharged from the hospital at any time."

Yu Xiaonan: "..."

Yu Xiaonan helped her forehead, and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I can't control you guys anymore..."

Song Buzhi sat cross-legged on the bed, and after watching her perform poorly, he asked, "What's wrong with Captain Ji's leg?"

Yu Xiaonan was taken aback: "He didn't tell you?"

Song Buzhi shook his head.

Yu Xiaonan murmured: "Shouldn't you pretend to be weak and sympathetic at this time... It's better to use this to soften your heart before dragging you to bed..."

Song Buzhi: "..."

Yu Xiaonan: "No, that's right, it's the discipline team. Something like being weak has something to do with the discipline team!"

Song Buzhi looked at her quietly.

Yu Xiaonan: "Hush—don't say I said it—Ji Dui's left calf was pierced by a piece of broken glass! The piercing was a bit deep, and the wound was a bit long. The doctor sewed several stitches... "

Song Buzhi gasped, feeling the pain as soon as he imagined it.

Yu Xiaonan: "Well, it hurts to walk... Ji team wanted to come to see you soon after treating the wound, so he found a wheelchair and came here... Don't worry too much, Ji team is in good physical condition, and it's not a broken leg Broken hands, it's a no-brainer."

"And, to protect the safety of the people." Yu Xiaonan winked at him ambiguously.

Such a solemn sentence was said so indecently by her, Song Buzhi twitched the corners of his mouth, but he didn't say anything.Yu Xiaonan also had good intentions and didn't want him to feel guilty.

But right now, there are more important things to do, and it is true that he is not allowed to have any other emotions.

Song Buzhi asked: "How is your monitoring and investigation going?"

When this matter was mentioned suddenly, Yu Xiaonan also reacted very quickly. She said, "Brother Xia and I just saw Lu Hao before the explosion and just left the surveillance of the community."

"He walked out from the back door of the community in a fair manner."