Swallowing the Seas

boom!

At the same time as the trigger was pulled, a strong wind approached from the side in an instant, Zhang Zhixing was caught off guard and pushed hard to the ground, the bullet was immediately emptied, and the pistol slid out smoothly!

He knew something was wrong in his heart, and before he had time to grab the gun, he was grabbed and twisted by someone who came, kicked him to the ground, and the cold handcuffs clicked, and he was handcuffed to the iron railing in the corner.

Zhang Zhixing turned around in shock and anger, all the blood faded from his face on the spot: "It's you?!"

It's Lin Hao!

Lin Hao was in a mess, his coat had been taken off, his cashmere sweater and trousers were covered with dust, his face and hands were scratched with several bloodstains, and there were still remnants of web-shaped imprints from the forehead to the side of the cheek.He didn't even have time to talk to Zhang Zhixing, he jumped to the window sill and stretched out his hand to Wu Yu: "It took me a few more minutes to crawl out of that net just now, come up quickly!"

Wu Yu's lips moved in mid-air, and he asked softly, "... Are Bu Chonghua and the others on their way?"

Lin Hao turned his head and glanced at Zhang Zhixing who was still struggling in the far corner, and said in a low voice, "The net is already closed and ready to come. Come up quickly!"

But Wu Yu stared straight at him without moving.

"Wu Yu?"

"..."

Lin Hao suddenly realized something, and a chill rushed to his limbs: "What are you thinking? Fuck it, come up!"

The cold wind whistled through the steel scaffolding, making a sharp whistle, like a distant elegy.

"...Do you know," Wu Yu whispered, "I just found out today that no one has given up on us."

Lin Hao looked at his expression, and suddenly his heart turned cold, realizing that Wu Yu was not talking to him.

"No one has ever given up on us." Wu Yu murmured again.

His bloody cornerstone that had been tempered by hatred for ten years collapsed on this day, turned into ashes, and roared away with the whole world.

Zhang Boming is dead, the real culprit has been arrested, and all the secrets will soon be exposed to the sun.

The seeds that were thrown into hell by fate back then take root and germinate, stretch out vines from the abyss to the scorching sun desperately, it knows that the flowers it has tried to bloom are rejected by the light, and it is destined to be burned until death at the moment of embracing the scorching sun.

"Wu Yu!" At that moment, the blood all over Lin Hao's body rushed to the top of his head: "Don't you want to see Bu Chonghua again? You, you—"

Wu Yu closed his eyes, at that moment Lin Hao suddenly leaned forward and grabbed his hand, half of his body slid out of the air in an instant: "Don't you want to catch the shark?! Painter?!"

In the blink of an eye, Lin Hao realized that he hit the nail on the head with every word.

Every millisecond seemed endless, Wu Yu trembled strangely, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at him panting.

"Come up to me!" Lin Hao yelled hoarsely, gritted his teeth and forcefully lifted him up half an inch. Wu Yu finally grabbed the steel pipe reflexively, and both of them rolled onto the concrete level amidst the noise.

Lin Hao gasped and stood up, but even in this situation, he still didn't forget to stand cautiously behind Wu Yu, hiding between him and the window sill.Not far away, Zhang Zhixing couldn't break free from the iron cuffs, his whole body was already limp on the ground, and he sneered sneeringly in the dark: "So that's it... So that's it! It turns out that everything you two are doing is just a play!"

The last few words could be said to be gritted teeth. He glanced at Wu Yu, and then looked at Lin Hao meaningfully: "You already knew, didn't you?!"

"Yes, so I really never doubted you." Lin Hao smiled wryly: "He has sufficient motives to kill, but you are Zhang Boming's biological father, and you are the only one besides me who yells that Zhang Boming cannot commit suicide But now that I think about it, your unwillingness to lose your beloved son is all just acting, otherwise, with your qualifications and connections, you would have tried everything possible to find a relationship and ask someone to restart the investigation, so why just stay in words? "

The distorted expression on Zhang Zhixing's face disappeared, and the bewildered look appeared from his cloudy old eyes, as if he saw his own son's face frozen in shock at the moment he fell from the building, and his hand that was stretched out desperately but failed: "...no... …Not at all."

It's not all about acting.

"...I know what kind of person my son is!" "Why should he feel guilty if he didn't do anything wrong?!" "Zhang Boming couldn't have committed suicide, I don't believe it!"...

That's not acting.

"I really thought that the murderer who killed Zhang Boming was Wu Yu. Until four hours ago, I finally made up my mind to confront him, wanting to solve everything that happened back then, but I didn't expect him to tell me that the instigator of all this might be You." Lin Hao also seemed to feel very ironic, "He said that we can design a scene together to verify the authenticity, and I agreed."

Zhang Zhixing's face was wrinkled, and his ferocious expression returned: "—You always thought he was the murderer, but you didn't report him at all for more than a year, and you confronted him in private?"

Lin Hao said without hesitation, "Yes."

"Then why did you strongly accuse him against the investigation team? Could it be that you started playing tricks so early?!"

Lin Hao didn't say anything, and glanced at Wu Yu amidst Zhang Zhixing's unbelievable stare.

Wu Yu's eyelids drooped, and half of his body was sunk in darkness, like a stone statue glowing with a moon-white halo.

"...No, my accusation was true at the time." Lin Hao paused, her voice seemed to be choked with sore lumps: "But half a month later, I found out that Zhang Boming actually left a last wish before his death. He wanted to protect the painter ... our real painter for 12 years."

"That was the last hour of his life, the last thing he did."

Zhang Zhixing's mind buzzed: "What?!"

Lin Hao didn't answer Zhang Zhixing directly, but motioned Wu Yu to hand him the note just now: "——you have been madly wanting to know what happened to Zhang Boming in the last few hours of his death, because you didn't find this thing Bar?"

Zhang Zhixing's face was pale, and he stared straight at the half piece of paper in Lin Hao's hand.

"This piece of paper is the biggest and most obvious failure of all your crimes in the past ten years. Once it falls into the hands of the investigation team, professionals will be able to identify that although the handwriting is very similar, it is not written by Zhang Boming himself. If you look down this thread, even your operation of the Ancient Tea Horse Road may be exposed to the world. Therefore, within 16 to 26 minutes from the time you fell from the building to the discovery of the body, you quickly dealt with the footprints on the scene and entered Zhang Boming's ward Searched around, but the scary thing is that the note disappeared and can't be found anywhere."

"—What you definitely didn't expect is that the note has been destroyed a long time ago." Lin Hao shook his hand sarcastically: "I imitated Zhang Boming's handwriting from memory four hours ago, and the real physical evidence was as early as that day. When I went to question Zhang Boming at five o'clock in the afternoon, he burned him to ashes with a lighter in front of me."

Zhang Zhixing stared wide-eyed, unable to utter a single word.

"If you found the note, you should have behaved in a different way this year, but you didn't find it. So there is always in your heart whether Wu Yu has read it, whether Wu Yu still keeps it. It, the question of whether Wu Yu gave it to others, this question makes you feel like a bird of fear no matter what you do." Speaking of this, Lin Hao is a little mocking: "I guess Bu Chonghua hinted to you 'I know Zhang Boming ', 'I know what happened that afternoon', you should be very shocked and fearful in your heart: How did this Bu man know my son? How much does he know? More importantly, is he investigating Zhang Boming? His death? - Bu Chonghua is a very professional interrogator, and his original intention of lying was to defraud you and get more information about Xie Xing from you. But unfortunately, you took it seriously."

Therefore, the Ancient Tea Horse Road must deal with Bu Chonghua. For Zhang Zhixing, the best result is not to kill Bu Chonghua, but to pour dirty water on him and make the police force—so that he has participated in, handled, and investigated. All the things that have been passed will be shelved from now on, and will become the forbidden files of the police force, at least no one will touch them again in the next few years!

From this point of view, Bu Chonghua was "selected" as the murderer of Peng Wan's secret room death case, which is actually very wronged.If it wasn't for the fact that Zhang Zhixing's narration tricks against Zhang Zhixing were too realistic, and Zhang Zhixing, who had been extremely nervous like a frightened bird for a year, had been fooled, the whole murder case in the secret room would not have happened.

Zhang Zhixing really wanted to kidnap Wan Changwen's daughter and grandson, but he could have used other methods to kill the mother and son more cleanly.

"...that Bu guy blackmailed me, he actually blackmailed me, and I actually..."

Zhang Zhixing gasped in disbelief, his mind was in a mess, and suddenly he turned his bright eyes to Lin Hao: "——so what happened that afternoon, that afternoon?! You said that Zhang Boming left a last wish , How did he leave his last wish?!"

Lin Hao lowered his head and pressed the center of his eyebrows to forcefully suppress the prickling sadness in his heart, then raised his head and said decisively: "You don't need to know."

"You!" Zhang Zhixing roared in extreme anger, panic and despair: "Lin Hao! Let me tell you! Do you think I came here alone today?!"

His stupid threat was purely because he had nowhere to go, Lin Hao said indifferently: "Do you think we came here today alone?"

Footsteps came from the iron ladder at the far end of the floor. It sounded like a dozen or so people, and soon they rang together in the empty unfinished building.Zhang Zhixing's pupils couldn't help but widen, and then, the scene he didn't want to see the most appeared in front of his eyes——

Bu Chonghua escorted a black and thin man in handcuffs to the iron ladder, followed by Jiang Ting, followed by Yan Xie, Xu Zuxin, Song Ping, and four hours ago at the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau meeting. of the leaders.

As soon as Zhang Zhixing's eyes met the detained man, he closed his eyes heavily.

"Only caught this one?" Lin Hao asked in astonishment.

Bu Chonghua panted slightly, his clothes were disheveled. He must have gone through a fierce fight at the construction site downstairs just now: "I caught fourteen of them, and this one is the head." Boyishly proud: "He is the kidnapper who hit our car on the highway that night and locked us in a secret room."

That is, another horse boy who was hired by the Ancient Tea Horse Road in the drug trafficking case in Daxing County ten years ago and escaped from the scene!

Unexpectedly, Wu Yu's reaction was very cold, he just stood there quietly, and Bu Chonghua couldn't help being startled.

"It's unexpected, it's reasonable, Lao Zhang," Song Ping said with a sigh.

Zhang Zhixing curled up by the wall without saying a word.

"The Ancient Tea Horse Road has been a small website for the past 13 years, but it has been elusive, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and has been offline for a few months at every turn, so that the cyber investigation department can't find it. This website may have something to do with the special intelligence team. The relevant suspicions have never been broken, but at that time no one could find any evidence, and in the end, Lao Feng even suspected," Song Ping's voice suddenly paused, and he looked sideways at Lin Hao.

Lin Hao resumed his polite and considerate demeanor like a diplomat: "It's nothing, Feng Ting has always taught us descendants to respect Jinhai's public security predecessors."

"Your respect is to secretly follow the car of the Jinhai detachment leader at night during the rainstorm?"

"..." Lin Hao smiled politely, but did not answer.

But he doesn't need to say anything, Song Ping's heart is like a bright mirror. In the eyes of Lin, Song Ping and Bu Chonghua are major suspects in the kidnapping of Peng Wan. .So after Peng Wan was murdered, Lin Hao first insisted that Bu Chonghua be sent to Beijing for investigation, and secondly, he strongly urged Song Ping to avoid suspicion and send an investigation team from another place to Jinhai—these two moves were quite ruthless.

In Lin Hao's eyes, he himself is probably a warrior who is trapped in a den of thieves and fighting alone. He would rather die than find out Bu Chonghua's suspected drug trafficking and links to the dark net.So at this point in the matter, he was not embarrassed at all, and he looked quite calm, which is really a talent.

"Greedy enough to swallow elephants, Lao Zhang." Song Ping ignored this bastard surnamed Lin, turned to Zhang Zhixing with narrowed eyes, and said leisurely, "With your anti-reconnaissance ability, if the Ancient Tea Horse Road still can't make a few orders a year , maintaining the state of dying struggle in the past, it is estimated that in a few years you may not be able to reveal the fox's tail. But you are too greedy, taking advantage of the year when the Mariana Trench went offline to expand wildly, and even kidnapped Wan Changwen's daughter and grandson ——You want to force Wan Changwen to show up, right?"

Zhang Zhixing's cheeks twitched, staring fixedly at the dusty ground in front of him.

"You joined the technical department to guide the work in the name of a rehired expert. When the kidnapper Ding Sheng's surrender call came to the Public Security Bureau, you were the first group of people who could quickly locate their exact location. The criminal investigation detachment had to apply for guns and records when they went out to work. File and dispatch various search and rescue resources, but your killer doesn't need it, so he moved a little faster than the police, rushed to the river beach and shot Ding Sheng and Deng Le, rescued Peng Wan's mother and son, and then used the name of Wan Changwen to kill Ding Sheng and Deng Le. Trick her into the secret room to cooperate with your plan to frame Bu Chonghua."

"And the 72 hours you trapped them in the secret room are also the time you left for Wan Changwen to come forward to negotiate - if he really comes out to you, he is willing to put the blue gold sales channel on the ancient tea horse road, probably You will release Peng Wan's mother and child, and then let the remaining Bu Chonghua and Wu Yu in the secret room kill each other." Song Ping sighed long and sighingly: "Old Zhang, I have to say, you really overestimated Wan Changwen's heart to stay behind! At that time, the kidnapping case was already on the hot search, Wan Changwen, a drug lord who pushed his own daughter into the water in order to keep the gold, how could he be willing to risk his life for his grandson? The risk of being outflanked by the police, come out to meet with you?"

Zhang Zhixing's face was ashamed, he saw his body trembling in the dark, and then trembling again, it was his last effort to let out a miserable smile.

"...Yes, I didn't expect it." He raised his head and sighed hoarsely: "You are right, you are right!"

This is actually very ironic. Zhang Boming's death didn't make his biological father rein in his horse, but Zhang Zhixing thought that Wan Changwen could be constrained by the life of his daughter and grandson. It was simply a bad guy hoping another bad guy would be less bad.

Song Ping's throat was choked, and there were thousands of complicated feelings in his heart, and he could only let out a sigh for a long time.

"But there is still one thing I can't figure out," he couldn't help asking after thinking about it.

Zhang Zhixing said in a dispirited voice, "What?"

Song Ping said: "Shark wants to cooperate with Wan Changwen. Although you must have heard about it through your news channel, you should know that an old-school drug dealer like Wan Changwen is very resistant and unwilling to get involved with sharks. Why did you suddenly use such a violent kidnapping method to force Wan Changwen out desperately?"

This should be due to Song Ping's psychological sensitivity, or maybe it's just his overthinking. The other leaders didn't have time to think about this, and looked at Zhang Zhixing one after another.

"..." Zhang Zhixing gave a faint smile, and asked half-provocatively: "I did the thing, I killed the person, does the reason matter?"

Song Ping nodded, knowing that he would not obediently cooperate with the interrogation, so he was not surprised at all: "Okay, then I can only ask you to go back to the Jinhai City Public Security Bureau and slowly analyze the mental journey behind the crime."

He nodded to his confidant behind him, and the two chief and deputy directors of the Municipal Bureau stepped forward knowingly, uncuffed Zhang Zhixing, and prepared to take him downstairs to the police car.

But at this moment, Zhang Zhixing suddenly stopped staggeringly, with a smile on his face: "Actually, I also have a doubt that I don't understand."

The smile was indescribably weird, Lin Hao was guarding against this, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Since the note has been burned a long time ago, and I have never shown my feet, why are you suddenly suspicious of me?"

Song Ping didn't think so, and casually raised his head in the direction of Lin Hao and Wu Yu: "That's their proposal..."

Zhang Zhixing interrupted Song Ping, and said with a smile: "I would like to ask the protagonist who has been silent tonight--Captain Wu Yu, you."

All eyes were on Wu Yu, but his face was as indifferent as ice.

Zhang Zhixing didn't care, and asked with a smile word by word: "How did you find out that there was something suspicious about me, and how did you convince Lin Hao to ask everyone to accompany you and join forces to arrest me?" ?”

Bu Chonghua suddenly looked at Wu Yu, and for some reason suddenly felt an extremely ominous omen, as if some kind of hidden worry that he hadn't even discovered himself suddenly surged up and grabbed his heart.

Wu Yu closed his eyes silently, and in the focus of many eyes, it seemed that even his breathing, heartbeat and wind sound were still.

But that was only for a moment.

"...Because of the photo you gave Bu Chonghua." He finally spoke the first sentence in front of everyone, his voice was slightly hoarse, but calm as deep water:

"You tore out three words from the caption before scanning that photo."

Everyone around showed doubts, only Bu Chonghua remembered the two lines of captions on the photo like lightning:

[October [-]th, mother]

【Xie Xing】

Missing three words?His eyelids twitched violently.

Which three words? !

"...I just said, so that's how it is." Zhang Zhixing gasped and nodded, his eyes flashed with a mixture of irony, ridiculousness, absurdity, madness, etc.: "I tried my best to cover it up for you in front of the world, but unexpectedly because of this point, it exposed the fact that I knew the secret a long time ago... Yeah, I really shouldn't tear up the three words 'Yu Agui', should I?"

Bu Chonghua's mind was blank, and the air froze instantly.

"In order to avenge those dead souls, you really ruined your own life with your own hands." Zhang Zhixing sucked in gasps, his face flushed bewitchingly with extreme excitement and trembling, and the tune-changed ending sound tore everyone's eardrums: "It's the solution." Did Xing tell you to take revenge when he died in the 'Red Mountain torture chamber' for you, Agui?"

——Agui?

Ah Gui? !

It was as if a giant sword had slammed down in the void, shaking the world to pieces. In an instant, not only Bu Chonghua, but even Xu Zuxin and Song Ping's faces turned pale from shock.

Behind the crowd, only Jiang Ting lowered his gaze quietly, and then took a few steps closer to Wu Yu in concealment.

"Have you heard the story of the boy who slayed the dragon?"

Zhang Zhixing stood there condescendingly, with a haughty and pitiful expression, he looked at the silent Wu Yu, as if he was looking at the God of War who was finally pulled down from the altar:

"After a bloody battle, the boy lost to the dragon and fell to the ground and died. The dragon looked at the boy's body, slowly transformed into a human form, picked up the long knife, and put on the shining light that it had longed for but could not get. Armor. The dragon finally turned into a boy and returned to the human world."

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When I published this chapter, I really thought about it for a long time, and even considered whether to stop updating for one day and then update two chapters in one breath, but then I thought that it would be useless to update ten chapters in one breath. This hurdle is still this hurdle, so I thought about it After three times, I still write an article. The author has something to say. In order to avoid controversy, there will be some spoilers below.

No plastic surgery, no real brothers, just cousins ​​who look very similar for reasons that will be discussed later.Wu Yu is Ah Gui, who saved the nine-year-old Bu Chonghua, Xie Qianshan when he was in prison, and the only painter in the past 12 years; the person who arrested Hodgson and sent out the distress signal ten years ago was also Wu Yu himself.Basically, all the deeds in the article are Wu Yu himself, and there is no impostor, except for the three years of studying at the OUHK.

Xie Xing is Jiang Ting's classmate, a youthful student who is very close to Zhang Boming in the military training photos.The real mission that Zhang Boming gave to Xie Xing was to assist the artist Wu Yu in exchanging intelligence work.Zhang Boming promised that as long as Xie Xing completes the task, he will find a way to help the artist clear his identity and bring the artist back from hell to the sun.

On Xie Xing's first day in prison in Yundian, he was replaced by Wu Yuding before he could see Nian Daxing and other inmates.Since then, it has been Wu Yu who has been in prison. The one who was beaten in prison, the one who was harassed and coveted, and the one who returned to the Golden Triangle to perform undercover missions after escaping from prison, and who assumed the name of a legendary undercover painter, has been Wu Yu for 12 years.

During the arrest of Arthur Hodgson ten years ago, it was Wu Yu who sent the news, and it was Wu Yu who sent the distress signal to Zhang Boming.However, Zhang Boming did not arrange rescue, so Xie Xing confessed himself, was tortured and died at a critical moment in order to protect Wu Yu.Before his death, Xie Xing told Wu Yu, "Don't avenge anyone, go forward, and don't look back." He hoped that he could live on as his own, and from now on, he would live in the sun and be completely separated from his first half of life.

Jiang Ting did not admit the wrong person. He had known the two brothers 13 years ago and knew these secrets.So Wu Yu knew that Jiang Ting would definitely recognize him, but he didn't think that someone like Jiang Ting would be willing to help him.Unexpectedly, Jiang Ting helped Wu Yu to realize his identity for many reasons. The real intersection between the young Jiang Ting and Wu Yu 13 years ago will be released slowly in the following chapters and the fourth volume.

The few photos that Bu Chonghua saw, as well as more seemingly contradictory plots, are actually foreshadowing, which will be explained later.

When I started to conceive this article, the core of the most critical characters was: "When a plant seed is forced to germinate and grow up in hell, it is destined to die when it sees the sun, but it is naturally longing for the scorching sun This kind of inferiority complex germinated due to strong longing, resentment caused by being abandoned by the light, longing tormented by inferiority and resentment but still indelible, and the cycle of inferiority and self-destructive tendencies that are more intense because of indelible desire will make this person What kind of story happened to this plant?" So from the very beginning, Wu Yu was not a brilliant young man like Xie Xing, even though he was once youthful, gentle and calm, he was still deeply afraid of his own origin in the final analysis.Suffering, endurance, depression and self-destructive tendencies are the core of his characters.It's just that my writing level is still very immature, and I only dare to make preliminary attempts, unable to express the deep and subtle human nature.

After the end of the second volume, the comment area gradually began to speculate that Wu Yu is not Xie Xing from various hints in the text. The focus of the comment area has always been: "If Wu Yu is not Xie Xing, is there a plastic surgery stalk, twins, plot Can the many contradictions be arranged reasonably?" I was very relieved at the time, because there was no plastic surgery, the appearance is similar but not twins, and the plot can basically be made reasonable. The various key plot contradictions discussed in the comment area are actually all It's the foreshadowing of the plot, and I have taken care of it.Until last Wednesday when I searched Weibo while waiting for the bus after get off work, I suddenly found a question that had been missed all the time: the key expectation of some readers was "Is Wu Yu a classmate of Jiang Ting?"!I knew it right away, because the only thing I didn’t take care of was the three-year study at OUHK. Even if it was explained clearly that all the deeds in the article were done by Wu Yu, the only thing he didn’t do was to go to OUHK because he didn’t want to. It may be that Xie Xing, who is not exactly the same as his appearance, goes to OUHK in exchange, otherwise the logic will not be rounded.When I woke up the next morning, I read it carefully again, and found that one of the key arguments for insisting that Wu Yu is Xie Xing himself was two short jokes I wrote: one is Mrs. Painter tag Wu Yu, but when I forwarded it, I said, "this It’s like Xiaojie in college”, and one is Jiang Ting’s saying, “It’s not as true as the love of old classmates”.I knew it was over, because first of all, I didn't have the awareness that "a short paragraph is equal to verifying the suspense in the main text", but later I realized that when the serialized article is not over, the small paragraph is inseparable from the main text, and the final article Writing jokes is a different situation; secondly, I have learned and tried narration techniques many times in this article, and I also have this meaning when I write small jokes, but I didn't expect that some readers would be very concerned about "Wu Yu is Jiang Ting". The setting of "Classmates" is not just to play the meme of "the upper and lower berths of the OUHK", but already has high expectations.I am very, very sorry. I have repeatedly thought about how to make up for it in the past seven days, but at the end I have no way to do it. As the truth gradually approached, I felt that the sword of Damocles not only fell heavily on Wu Yu's head, but also fell on my head.In the end, I was so anxious that I could only stay here and ask everyone to stock up on the articles. I will decide whether to re-enter the pit after the end of the third volume, but I know in my heart that the effect of stockpiling articles is minimal, and readers who care about this point have already formed Nothing can repair the emotional damage.

At the end of the matter, I really don't know what to say other than I'm very sorry.If there are emotional catharsis, negative comments, pinching and negative points, and abandonment of the article, they are all very understandable. If there are readers who don’t care about the setting of "the upper and lower bunks of the OUHK", I would like to ask everyone not to be negative about the post. Readers with positive scores and negative comments responded with replies such as "If you want to read it, don't click the fork", "Abandon the article, don't send it out specifically" or even "You follow more articles, you don't have many, you don't have a lot", because For the readers who are very concerned about the "upper and lower bunks of the OUHK", I not only hurt your feelings for following the article, but also shattered the fundamental motivation for following the article. Therefore, negative comments, disappointment, and abandonment of the article are all very normal results .I am very sorry, I will be more considerate when coding text in the future, and will not make such mistakes again.I solemnly bow to you today, although I know that this part of the readers whose feelings have been hurt may not be seen in the world in the future, thank you for the support along the way, and I am sorry for the harm to your feelings.I hope everything will be fine in the future, once again solemnly express my apology, bow.