Darkest Action

It has been a whole year since Meng Ran's blood spilled on the chamber.

During this year, Qi Zeyang, the former director of the Huangjiang City Public Security Bureau, was sentenced to death by lethal injection for being suspected of intentional homicide, bribery, and abuse of power.

Also in this year, Yao Yongchang, the former Minister of Public Security, was sentenced to life imprisonment, deprivation of political rights for life, and confiscation of all personal property in the case of serious violation of discipline.

Operation Anne was successful, and the entire public security system underwent a major reshuffle.

Tang Guodu, the former director of the Central Supervisory Commission, studied under Chen Xiangqu in his early years, and after rehabilitating Zhaoxue for his mentor, he was ordered to be transferred to the Ministry of Public Security as a minister. Their duties are in charge of different fields.

Huangjiang City is the main battlefield of the security operation. Meng Ran, the current director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, made great contributions in the middle and late stages of the operation.

Because Meng Ran was seriously injured, although he was rescued in time, he has been in poor health since he was discharged from the hospital. His superiors specially assigned a professional nutritionist to cook his diet and regulate his body.

As for Qi Rui's whereabouts, no one has ever given Meng Ran a clear answer.The biggest progress is that the boss has basically acquiesced that Qi Rui is still alive.

Meng Ran asked several times, but did not get a specific reply.

Nie Bing in the north even turned against the general and told him directly on the phone: "Don't use the same thing of dying or living. If you want to see Qi Rui, you have to respect his own wishes. His injuries are more serious than yours. Much more, now is not the time to face you, if you die again, then you really won't be able to see him."

This threat-like persuasion made Meng Ran speechless, all he could do was wait.

Look at the people around you again.

Since An Lan was promoted to be the security operation officer of the hotel group, she has frequently been busy in 5000 high-end hotels all over the world, flying on the clouds for half of the year.

A foreign guest took a video of An Lan's work when he was inspecting the hotel. With his super good looks, cool temperament, and rigorous demeanor, he immediately attracted a lot of attention on Twitter.

Many netizens spontaneously dug up An Lan's past police uniform photos and legendary personal resume. For a while, "Police God An Lan" was listed in the top ten of Twitter's most searched list, and he seemed to be a popular Internet celebrity with rich background.

Qi Feng and He Qiyan are one body and two souls, and they work for the Ministry of Public Security together.The two of them and An Lan get together less often, and get together occasionally.

Han Zhebin's new energy company has made great progress in business, completely separated from the family's support, and listed on the New Third Board with its own strength.He and his girlfriend Luo Xiaoxi respect each other, love each other, and have a firm relationship. On a certain afternoon in late autumn, they planted a red maple tree together in a wild place in the countryside.

During the year of working in rural cooperatives, Meng Huang was hard-working and flexible. He led the members to start a live broadcast of goods on the Internet, overfulfilled the sales target for the entire cooperative, and was rated as an advanced employee at the year-end commendation meeting.

It seems that everyone has a happy ending, except Meng Ran.

At noon on a working day, Wu Xia routinely went to pick up the lunch prepared by the nutritionist for Meng Ran, and then sent it to the director's office.

Meng Ran was busy checking all kinds of documents on the screen, scooped up a spoonful of food, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and suddenly turned to look at the food box on the table.The box contains a dish of steamed sea bass without green onions, and the fishy flavor is served with lime.

The unique method and the familiar taste touched Meng Ran's heart. He stood up abruptly and called Wu Xia who was about to leave: "Who made this meal today?"

Wu Xia didn't know why, and said that the food box was placed in the mail room as usual, and it was supposed to be from the nutritionist.

Meng Ran walked out of the office quickly without waiting for him to finish speaking.He quickly got into the elevator, and rushed out of the city bureau compound all the way, in front of him was a busy traffic, a bustling stream of people, but he still couldn't see the figure who was looking forward to seeing through, and a question lingering in his heart was silently shouting——

Qi Rui, where are you?

On the weekend, it was the first anniversary of the completion of the Public Security Heroes Monument. As the director of the Municipal Bureau, Meng Ran attended the commemorative event held in the Jiangbian Square.

At the ceremony site, engraved on the granite stele surrounded by white lilies are the names of police officers who have sacrificed heroically to combat crime, maintain security, and protect people's lives and property since the founding of the People's Republic of China. There are as many as ten thousand people.

Meng Ran looked at the stele for a long time, then stepped forward to gently stroke a line of familiar names, inscribed there were Du Gang, Li Xinrui and Song Lang.

When he touched the stele, those names seemed to respond, the roar was silent, the roar was silent, and it was transmitted to Meng Ran's fingertips with a special force, passed through the heart, and jumped to the brain, like encouragement, comfort, and farewell , like a blessing...

Meng Ran's eyes were astringent, and he smiled slightly, and the voices and smiles of his former comrades-in-arms could not help appearing in his mind.After the commemorative event ended, he did not leave immediately, and walked alone in the riverside square in Chunri.

At noon, there are many people in the square, laughing and running, and taking a walk to watch the scenery, it is very lively.

Meng Ran walked along the river for a while, and suddenly heard the voice of a child asking for help from behind. It turned out that the fishhook caught a foreign object in the water when throwing the pole, and he couldn't pull it off or pull it back.The children have nothing to do, so they have to ask others for help.

Immediately afterwards, an all-too-familiar voice suddenly pierced my ears, and someone replied: "You can't fish lures here, and you can easily hurt people when you throw the rod. I'll get the hook up, and you can go fishing elsewhere next time." .”

In an instant, the world was completely silent.

Meng Ran burst into tears unknowingly. Every syllable spoken by the person behind him seemed to touch his soul, push his blood to rush, and speed up his beating heart.He didn't dare to turn his head back, afraid that all of this would be just an illusion, which would disappear once he turned around.

At this moment, Meng Ran's legs were firmly nailed in place as if they had been filled with lead.He heard the man take back the fishhook for the children, heard the man explaining the lure technique, and heard the man and the child say goodbye to each other, gradually confirming that everything he heard was not a dream.

It wasn't until there was no sound from behind that Meng Ran woke up like a dream. He summoned up all his courage and slowly turned around...

The river breeze blows gently, and spring returns to the earth.

After a farewell to three lives, engrave again at this moment.

The surrounding people were empty, and Meng Ran only saw a person sitting in a wheelchair, who was kind and familiar.

The four eyes meet, the air freezes, only the river water and the spring breeze are surging between the two.

Finally, with a smile on the corner of the man's lips, his voice was as warm as the wind, and he said, "Long time no see, Meng Ran."

Meng Ran smiled back, his breathing was slightly stagnant, and his love continued: "Long time no see, my political commissar."

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