A Train Named Evil

, his eyes were red, he suddenly grabbed Shi Xiaoran's hair and slapped him.Shi Xiaoran was beaten to the ground, and the corner of his mouth was broken, but he was too scared to cry, and crawled to the corner of the wall covering his face.

Zhao Xintao hurriedly tore him away and held Wu Fengrong in his arms: "Rongrong, calm down, calm down, you want to hit me."

Wu Fengrong was filled with grief and indignation, his eyes lost their focus, the world was spinning like a mirror image in a kaleidoscope, dotted with snow light everywhere, it was so bright that he was afraid of it.His knees were weak and he fell into an embrace. Zhao Xintao's confused words didn't sound real in his ears. He wanted to respond, but his lips trembled, and hot tears rolled down from his eyes, scalding his face with pain.

There is a booming sound from far and near from the top of the head.

Zhou Chi ran happily and shouted: "Foreign aid is here. Helicopter! Brother Rong, the helicopter is here!"

Outside the window, two helicopters had already flown directly above.Because the explosion just touched the circuit equipment of the roof device, the driver decisively took emergency braking measures, the speed of the train continued to slow down, and finally stopped.

With tears still on Wu Fengrong's face, she motioned for the police to push Shi Xiaoran over.They opened the car door and greeted the special police who got off the plane against the snow.After Wu Fengrong briefly explained what happened, Shi Xiaoran and He You'an were guarded by four special police officers, waiting for other foreign aid to drive from behind.Another helicopter went back to search for Huang Ye and Zhou Yanling.

The cloud overwhelmed the sun, and rushed towards the north in a menacing manner, as if dozens of Snowpiercer trains were rampaging, trying to fight to the death.The three lights do not shine within the pots, only to hear the violent wind and snow, flying sand and rocks, each sound more urgent, and strings of silver-white snow flakes hang from the branches of the trees on the cliff, singing like tricks, the tune is crazy and Misery, misery to the extreme, and a kind of absurd ferocity, probably only those who have lost their minds and ambitions can sing this kind of song.

A dog barked in the distance.Two red lights approached from the depths of the snow. It was the arrival of a car carrying police dogs. The train was quickly surrounded by special police.Wu Fengrong stood where he was, feeling cold on his forehead, and the helicopter's propeller rolled up a cloud above his head and went away.

**

They finally arrived at Baihe Station at 09:30 that night, almost eight hours later than expected.

An empty car was launched from Baihe to pick up people, and only 300 of the more than 190 people arrived smoothly.After Wu Fengrong completed the handover and arranged for the return journey, the sky was as dark as a crow feather.He was too tired to move, but he had to go to the Public Security Bureau to cooperate with the investigation and questioning.Zhao Xintao brought him two meat buns. He was sitting in a daze while waiting for the train at the gate of the train station. Before he could chew the buns, his nose suddenly felt sour and his eyes almost turned red.

Zhao Xintao went to the side to answer the phone. When he came back, his steps became lighter and he said, "Good news, both of them have been rescued. They didn't fall, but landed on the slope. The snow was thick, protecting their spines, and they died. Problem, but the frostbite was severe, with multiple fractures. Now the situation is initially stable, and the hospital said that the heartbeat has returned.”

The bun got stuck in Wu Fengrong's throat, and he hummed lightly.

The helicopter found Zhou Yanling and Huang Ye less than five kilometers away from the train stop, packed their bags and flew directly to the hospital for emergency treatment.One is a terrorist who bombed the train, and the other is a B-level wanted criminal of the Ministry of Public Security. When they were found, the two had fallen into a deep coma in the snow pit.Fortunately, the speed of the helicopter was fast, otherwise, it would be difficult to say whether it could be rescued.

What awaits Wu Fengrong and Zhou Yanling next will be long and arduous inquiries. Zhou Yanling may have to stay in the special care ward for a long time. Except for the police, no one else can visit at will, which means that the two don't know when they will meet again.

But as long as a person is alive, he will keep getting closer to the one he loves.

As long as you wait patiently, you will always see the one you love.

-Finish-

Spoiler: Back to the beginning

Spring, Tongzhou North Railway Station.

"You are welcome to guide our work, Feng Rong."

"You are welcome, I am a newcomer now, please give me more advice. It is a pleasure to join our big family."

This is Wu Fengrong's first day at Tongzhou North High-speed Railway Station as the deputy director of the planning and dispatching department.The transfer document was officially issued last week, which was also the result of his repeated visits to the bureau to talk.

This winter, the three cities in Beicheng have experienced a great deal.In the Baihe train bombing, a total of 37 people were killed, 110 and four were injured, and tens of millions of property losses were involved.One suspect was arrested and has been prosecuted by the procuratorate.After all, the ripples caused by the case were still too large. It not only shocked the province, but also attracted the attention of the whole country. The news of Wu Fengrong, the "heroic train conductor" who took the blame and resigned, filled the newspaper pages as early as two months ago, and now it is slowly fading from the public eye.

Occasionally, there are still calls to Wu Fengrong's mobile phone, wanting to interview him and ask him about the train explosion.There had been no news as big as a train explosion in many years. Wu Fengrong knew what they were looking for. A few years earlier, he might have thought about playing with reporters, but now he doesn't want to play, and he has no obligation to satisfy his desire to spy.

On the afternoon of the first day after he was transferred, he took a leave of absence on the pretext that the pick-up work was not completed, and went straight to the airport from his work unit.

Arrived in Nancheng at 06:30 in the evening, just after landing, I turned on my mobile phone and there was a missed call and a text message, all of which belonged to Zhao Xintao.

——Rong Rong, Shi Xiaoran's trial date has been decided. On the third day of next month, the Procuratorate invites you to testify.

Wu Fengrong hailed a taxi and told the driver in dialect: "Go to Gongye Avenue, the editorial department of Nancheng Newspaper."

The driver teased him for his impure accent, but Wu Fengrong laughed it off.Everything in the south is already very strange, and even the language of his hometown has gradually begun to peel off from him.He opened the car window and let the humid wind blow on his face. The sun in the south seemed to be lighter than that in the north, and the sky was so blue that it was refreshing, so everything was pale in color.

He answered the text while listening to the news on the radio—

"Recently, the Tongzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau was approved to arrest He Da, the chairman of Tongda Construction Group Co., Ltd. Since 2007, several accidents have occurred in the construction projects in charge of Tongda Construction Group, resulting in casualties among workers. It is suspected to be influenced by humans. Tongda Group defrauded more than 700 million industrial accident insurance from it, making it the largest insurance fraud case this year. At present, the case is still under further investigation..."

The courtyard of Nancheng Newspaper is still the same as before, except that the stainless steel automatic retractable door is closed all day long, and only one side door is opened. Passports are always checked when entering and exiting.Wu Fengrong didn't take the right path, found the path behind the cafeteria and went directly to the dormitory building.

In front of Building No. 3 stood a proud man, carrying an old-fashioned briefcase, carrying red wine, and waiting for someone while lighting a cigarette.

Wu Fengrong pretended not to see him, and walked around him to go inside, but the man blocked him at the entrance of the corridor.Wu Fengrong couldn't get rid of it left and right, couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth, and finally threw himself into the man's arms: "Zha Gang?"

Zhou Yanling leaned closer and kissed the corner of his mouth, and they exchanged a kiss.Wu Fengrong hadn't smoked for more than three hours on the plane, and at this moment, Zhou Yanling just ransacked it all.After the kiss, he took the cigarette from his lover's hand and stuffed it into his own mouth, took a sharp puff, and exhaled the smoke ring comfortably.

"Didn't you say you were on a business trip?" Zhou Yanling managed to catch him, and said with great air, "Is the official office here?"

Wu Fengrong's eyes were fierce, and he slapped his face away and walked up the stairs with his buttocks twisted: "You are enough, I am saving face for you. You all know that my relationship with my family has been broken long ago, what kind of relationship is it out of thin air? If If you don’t talk about business trips, then you can only talk about meeting your old lover. Anyway, I’m shameless, so you’re being laughed at by shouting about going out?”

Zhou Yanling didn't get serious with him: "Yes, yes, it's me, Zhou, who is narrow-minded. Your lord has a lot."

Wu Fengrong let out a light hum from his nose.In fact, he was happy. Zhou Yanling wanted to see his parents, but he insisted on beating around the bush. He didn't tell Wu Fengrong that he knew what he had in mind.

It was cold in the corridor, and the back of the neck was chilled by the breeze.The walls are mottled and moldy, giving off a cold green light in the humid season.The sun is gray when it shines in, such oppressive and gloomy light and shadow make Zhou Yanling feel nervous.He followed Wu Fengrong. Wu Fengrong's white sweater outlined his slender waist, and his jeans hung on his crotch, making his legs straight and slender.After all, this train conductor is young. In the 30-year-old tube building, he looks like a pretty scholar who accidentally broke into a demon's nest.

An old lady answered the door.

Wu Fengrong showed a polite smile: "Mom."

The old lady stood under the doorway, wearing a chicken oil yellow pleated dress, a gray and white vest, with a silk scarf around her neck to block the wind, with one hand wrapped inside the vest.The black-rimmed reading glasses on her face frame her two small eyes, and the pupils are black and deep like two caves, revealing a cautious and timid look from inside.When she saw Wu Fengrong, she fell back with one foot on the door frame, and the door frame above her head seemed to be pressed down and crushed her directly.

"Mom, I'm Rongrong." Wu Fengrong said softly again.

Mrs. Wu nodded, showing an awkward smile: "Oh, I'm back. Come in, come in."

Zhou Yanling said hello, auntie, and followed Wu Fengrong in.The interior is very bright. Although it is an old house, it is decorated with modern furniture, solid wood floors, clusters of blue gauze curtains on both sides of the casement windows, white ivory wood furniture, and a wide-mouthed glass vase beside the sofa. Insert peacock feathers and colorful silver willows.This made Zhou Yanling unable to understand.he thought silver