Bandit [strong]

It was August at this time, and it was a hot summer in the north with frequent rain.

The line of the Yanshan Mountains is like the back of a galloping horse, and the continuous ridges are washed gray-green by the rain, engulfed by the roaring dark clouds in the distance.

The air after the rain is very fresh, but the atmosphere in the workshop is dull and boring.

The labor team in Class [-] was all dull grinding stones, too lazy to raise their heads, there was no model worker to take the lead, and the work was lacking in vitality.Their class, Dapu, is not in the prison area, and has been transferred to the construction team of the quarry in the past few days.

Shao Jun was on duty early this morning, and his colleagues in the office building looked at him differently.

"Xiao Shao, why do you still come to work? Get transferred soon?"

"Master, have you gone to the Propaganda Committee? It's such a good place..."

"When you arrive at the police station, the police uniforms issued are more handsome than ours..."

The colleagues who greeted him all expressed extreme envy and jealousy, watching Shao Sanye about to escape from the bitter sea of ​​Qinghe Farm and go to Guangming, a place where young and promising young people with urban hukou should go .

Captain Tian looked at Mr. Shao with sour eyes.Tian Zhengyi sleeps in the dormitory every night. At night, he dreams of hugging his daughter-in-law and wanting to transfer him away. He has reported this matter to the leader for two years.

He has not been approved yet, Shao Jun's transfer was approved first, and he has been here for more than a year, and he will be transferred away in a blink of an eye, taking up the position of the publicity department, and going to the high-level civilian route in the bureau.

Or there are people above, these days, no matter where you hang out, it's just two words, fight father!Captain Tian was depressed.

Shao Jun was also feeling uncomfortable.When he returned to the third prison area, he could no longer see Luo Qiang.

That night, father and son rarely sat down to discuss the case. Shao Guogang studied Shao Jun's expression and asked vigilantly, "Jun Jun, what are you asking about Luo Qiang?... You care too much about this prisoner."

Shao Ju's thoughts went awry at the time.He thought in another direction, his son hangs out with these prisoners all day long, so it's inevitable that he will call some of them brothers and sisters. Luo's second son has deep roots, some people are rich and powerful, and they work up and down in the prison cell. Shao Jun took it The other party's business benefits? ...

On the contrary, Shao Jun was more relaxed and confident: "I understand now, it's just such a thing, it's not going to happen, I don't believe Luo Laoer still wants to do something to me!"

"Dad, Luo Qiang has a problem with you. If you don't deal with it, I want to untie this button."

Shao Jun thought so in his heart, even if they don't hang out together in the future, and the two of them can't return to the brotherhood they used to be, they still have to make it clear to Luo Qiang.

He just wanted to ask Luo Erer a word: You willingly surrendered yourself to jail for Luo Xiaosan'er, can you reform and become a good man for another person now?

After traveling on the same road for so long, are you still willing to turn back?

In terms of career, Mr. Shao and his father are in the same line, and they can be regarded as a public security family, but emotionally, he has already irresistibly leaned towards Luo Qiang.A body was riding on black and white roads, as if two forces were tearing at him, pulling at his heart, about to tear him into two pieces.

Of those cases that Luo Laoer personally handled, any one of them would be enough to sentence him for many years.It is only natural for this kind of person to plead guilty and obey the law. Shao Sanye feels that the national law is right, and his father is also right. Luo Qiang is at fault. This bastard was also young and impulsive at the time. Once he made a mistake, going to jail was his own choice. black road.

He is now accompanying Luo Qiang on this road, and he is willing to accompany him.

Can a person like Luo Qiang be changed in 15 years?

If you can't change it, so what if you stay with him for 15 years?

Shao Jun patrolled the factory building and walked past Hu Yan.

The little fox was depressed today, he didn't speak all morning, and Hun'er flew to the quarry with his boss.

Hu Yan glanced at Shao Jun from under his eyelashes, and the two of them were upset, and they stared at each other as if competing with each other.The corner of Hu Yan's stubborn mouth seemed to be saying, Officer Shao, I know you don't like me, if you see me unhappy, you transfer me, you kick me out, how can you let Brother Qiang go?Why don't you stop him and go there to suffer? !

Hu Yan also raised his hand at first, applying to dig stones, but the head of the construction team immediately killed the boy. You are a small man with thin arms and legs, and you are not as thick as a shovel handle. You can shovel Stones can still carry big bags?

Hu Yan put away his tools, stood up and lined up to eat lunch, passed by Shao Jun, and snorted with a mosquito sound: "Officer Shao, I'm playing tricks, are you playing tricks too?"

Shao Jun squinted his eyes and turned his mouth sideways: "Your skin is itchy."

Relying on his little cleverness, the fox loves to talk a lot. Sometimes Shao Jun's gums get angry with hatred. Wait, this little brat will die sooner or later with his cheap mouth!

At noon, Shao Jun served a large spoonful of braised octopus with a beautiful red sauce from the prison guard's small stove.

People in the Beijing-Tianjin area like this heavy taste. They like to cook with sugar, salt, sauce and vinegar. The color is rich and colorful, and the taste is rich and refreshing.Shao Xiaosan'er loved fish since childhood, but others thought it smelled like fish, so Shao Jun thought it was the smell of fish.

Walking in the corridor of the office building with a rice bowl in hand, several colleagues rushed over, and someone in the corridor was on the phone, shouting something anxiously.

"What? How the hell did they do it for a few days? How did they do it?"

"I just said that the people in our prison area don't do that! They use people like animals!"

Shao Jun turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

The colleague replied anxiously: "What happened to the quarry, people were killed!"

Shao Jun was stunned suddenly: "What?...how could it be!"

That colleague was in charge of this business, and he was on fire, and said shamelessly: "Is there nothing wrong with it? It's so old and it's still going to fix the earthen explosives that failed the quality inspection. Don't fucking treat the prisoner as a prisoner!" people!"

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't treat a prisoner as a person, but this person is a member of our team. If something happens, we will be criticized and investigated. Every time a person is killed or injured in the prison, check it up and down!"

There was a buzzing in Shao Jun's head, and his ear drums blared wildly.

"Tell me, who was killed by the bombing?... from our team?" Shao Jun asked with a trembling voice.

"I don't even know the fuck! I have to contact Qinghe Hospital and send someone to take a look, it's his uncle!" The colleague continued and ran away in a hurry.

Shao Jun was standing dumbfounded with the rice bowl in his hand, standing in the dark corridor, the small bright window at the end of the corridor was shaking messily on the eye mask.

There was a large group of prisoners who volunteered to work in the quarry, a total of three people.

One of them is Luo Qiang.

Who was killed?

Who the hell are you saying blew up? !

That day, Shao Jun didn't even go back to his office, he just rushed out of the corridor.

There was an overturned rice bowl in the corridor behind him, and he didn't even have time to eat his favorite braised octopus...

"Hey? Master, where are you going? Aren't you on duty today?"

Someone behind him called him.

"There's something wrong with the quarry and I have to go and see it! . . . I have to go and see it!!!"

Without turning his head, Shao Jun ran out frantically, his face turning pale.

The construction team of the Construction Engineering Group recruits temporary workers from Qinghe Farm almost every year. Prisoners are cheap, quick-witted, willing to endure hardships, and they are men with strong bodies and strong legs, so they like to use prisoners.

From the perspective of the prison system, the leaders are also willing to undertake this kind of work.Now all prisons are engaged in self-contracting, privately invigorated, and using various channels to play their lives for their own units to generate income.Business income is not only used as the salary of prisoners, but also related to the bonuses and allowances of prison guards, and various benefits in terms of benefits.

Of course, it was also rumored by colleagues that the person in charge of the construction team and the warden heard that they were distant relatives and acquaintances.In this era of rapid economic development and crazy increase in GDP, the construction industry is also one of the most black-hearted and profitable businesses today.

Shao Jun was thinking about these things in his mind, and with trembling lips, he cursed at this piece of trash from top to bottom, and drove wildly on the dirt road in the country.

After leaving the large iron gate outside their prison, there is still a considerable distance from the quarry. The working prisoners were dragged there by large trucks wearing shackles.

It had been raining for days, and the roads in the suburbs were very muddy. Shao Jun was driving the bus of their prison area, a half-new Sonata, with the words "Qinghe Third Prison Area" sprayed on the side of the bus.The chassis of the car was too low, driving bravely on the bumpy road, the bumps made Shao Jun's heart, liver and lungs almost shake out, and he was about to go crazy...

His car drove close to the quarry site, and in front of him was a towering rock. The stone wall was steep and sharp, and a two-foot-high hole was blasted on one side. The broken rocks collapsed and scattered, covering the surrounding area. Over a 100-meter boundary, the excavators were half-buried and half-buried in the pile of stones.

The crowd gathered and the voices were noisy.

Shao Jun abandoned the car and ran wildly, pushing away the crowd, and there were broken sacks, shovels, shovels, and scattered tools scattered on the ground, all of which were covered with scorched marks from the saltpetre gunpowder.

"What the hell are you doing, what's going on, what's going on!!!" Shao Jun roared violently.

Shao Jun rushed up to the pile of stones, looked through the rags, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black cloth shoe.

Thick-soled black-faced cloth shoes, produced by Neiliansheng old shop, the soles are burnt through, scorched black, very eye-catching on the gray-white stone pile...

Shao Jun picked up Luo Qiang's shoes, stood on the pile of stones and looked around blankly, trembling all over, his voice hoarse.

"What are you eating!"

"Where are the people, where are the people in Laozi's team!!!"

"what!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

For the first time in his life, Shao Sanye had the urge to kill someone with a knife.

If he had a knife in his hand, he could really swing it round and chop melons and vegetables at the heads of people around him.

Finally, I understood why Luo Qiang was able to disregard his own life and future on Xisi Avenue, and fought fiercely with people with angle irons and triangular knives for his father and his youngest son.

The person I care about the most has been wronged or hurt, whether salt is salty or vinegar is sour, when encountering such a thing, if he doesn't jump out, is he still a man?

Shao Jun's mentality at the time was that he was going all out, whoever made Luo Qiang suffer, he would definitely find someone to do his best.

Several foremen were struggling to calculate the loss due to delays in the construction period. When they saw the uniformed man coming, they replied: "It's okay, it's nothing serious..."

"..."

Shao Jun stared at those people blankly.

"...No big deal from your mother!"

The veins on Shao Jun's forehead popped, and he blurted out cursing.

"Is he dead? What's a big deal?"

"Human life is not a big deal! I'll fuck your ancestors!!!!"

He rushed up to grab the collar of the foreman, and swung his fist up...

Here he was pulling anxiously with a pale face, and a group of people surrounded him to persuade him, don't beat him, it's useless, it's okay, no one died at all!

The working prisoners temporarily settled in the work shed to rest, and several armed police guarded the area with guns.

Shao Jun hurriedly ran in, picking up the group of people with stones and scum on their heads one by one, but Luo Qiang was not found.

"Where are the people in our team?... Where are our few people?!"

Shao Jun circled around.

This time, I really tasted the taste of caring.There was a big living person hidden in my heart, and one day that person suddenly disappeared from my eyes, and I couldn't get back after chasing it all the way.Even if you run to the horizon on this road, you have to chase people back, tie them up with iron chains and cables, and stop running around...

Shao Jun was anxious, annoyed, aggrieved, worried, and hated Luo Qiang so much that his teeth ached.

The supervisors and the prisoners were talking about it, and it was only later that Shao Jun finally understood what was going on.

That day, the construction team got on the progress and got on the large excavator to blow up the mountain and remove the rocks.The foreman pulled a cart of explosives, detonators and other blasting tools to the foot of the mountain.That car of explosives was a counterfeit and shoddy product from a small factory. For some reason, something went wrong.

At that time, several prisoners were loading and unloading explosive packages.Not far away, Luo Qiang struggled to push a cart of stones and walked along the small dirt road.

Sparks splashed out from the explosives and sacks, and a strong and terrifying smell of saltpeter wafted from the nostrils.

"No, it's going to explode, run! Run!!!!"

The detonator exploded in an instant, and the small cart and the tools in his hand were shaken to the sky, and the smoke and dust were overwhelming, rushing into the nostrils and mouth.

The sky was covered with gravel and slag, and a hole was blown out on the ground, almost sinking half of Luo Qiang's body...

Luo Qiang struggled to crawl out, ran, and yelled at the others to run.

Someone was overturned by the instantaneous powerful air wave and was stunned. The shock wave paralyzed all the people within a radius of 50 meters and rolled on the ground.

Someone's body was burnt by the flames, and his clothes burst into flames, and in the blink of an eye, they were on fire...

Luo Qiang turned his head to look.

Ignoring the danger of the explosives exploding again, he rushed back and desperately dragged the man on fire out of the area affected by the explosion.

Tongues of fire rushed towards his face, almost licking his eyebrows, and his forehead was blackened.

"Help, help!...Ah!!!!!!!"

The man on fire writhed and struggled desperately, his eyes met Luo Qiang, his extremely frightened and messy eyes mixed with a strong desire to survive, howling in pain.This person was Lai Hongbing (the old lame man's nickname), the leader of the third squad of their first brigade, who was blown over by the blast just now when he was carrying the explosives.

"Roll a few times, roll to put out the fire!"

Luo Qiang growled.

Luo Qiang picked up a torn sack, desperately beat the fire on the man, covered it with soil, beat it, and extinguished the flames that spewed red letters...

For a few minutes of thrilling, everyone was stunned and did not react.

On the front line of life and death, survival is an instinct, and everyone is busy taking care of themselves, who can take care of whom?

Whether you can save your life is just a matter of those few minutes.

Luo Qiang's face was covered with black dirt, his leopard's eyes were wide open, and the veins on his neck were throbbing. He was panting heavily, "Puff", and spit out the dirt mixed with saliva in his mouth.

The old mangy narrowly escaped from death, still in shock, lying on his back on the ground, staring straight at Luo Qiang, trembling, unable to speak...

At a critical moment, if Luo Laoer hadn't dragged him out, he would probably have been buried in a pile of stones and burned to death.

Luo Qiang's broad figure stood on the smoky gravel mountain, his two big hands were stained with blood, his thick facial features were covered with fine scars, his Yintang was scorched black by the fire, and the breath he exhaled was mixed with sparks, like a fire in hell A Shura who came out...

The old man was carried away on a stretcher on the spot.

The man was lying on the stretcher, muttering something in his mouth, he turned his head with difficulty, rolled his eyes, and glanced at Luo Qiang's dark figure in the smoke and mist.