Destiny comes and goes.
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The early spring in Hongjing is still very cold.
But after all, the stinging has passed, and the rain has been abundant, and the flowing clouds outline a very vivid scene between heaven and earth.
The bicycle bell tinkled, twitching and twitching to the left, as if it were a small bell to wake up insects. There are continuous flower stalls along the road, with creamy yellow carnations or lilac phalaenopsis, pedestrians can buy a bunch for very little money.
Xing Conglian parked the car on the side of the road, stepped out of the car door, took two steps, and stopped under a plane tree.
There is a flower stall under the tree, the little girl who sells flowers is wearing a woolen hat, her face is red from the cold, when she sees him, the girl smiles sweetly, he takes out ten dollars, the little girl handed over a bunch as usual lily.
Lily still had the fragrance of dew, he rubbed the girl's hairy top, then turned and walked towards the depths of the flower street.
At the end of this flower street, there is a hidden cemetery.
This cemetery is not on the outskirts of the beautiful mountains and rivers, but is close to a big river with a bridge on the river named Taiqian.
It has been more than half a year since Lin Chen fell from the Taiqian Bridge.
The lake was licking the pebbles on the shore, and Xing Cong walked through the scattered tombstones. In front of the tombstone closest to the lake shore, he stopped and put down the lily in his hand.
There was not even a photo on that tombstone, the surname was painted red with ink, perhaps because too much oil had been applied to the writing, and tiny ink smears leaked from the edge of the name, like the tentacles of some insects.
He sat casually cross-legged in front of the tombstone, then lit a cigarette, letting the flames burn out inch by inch.
That day, after Lin Chen and Feng Peilin fell off the bridge, they searched the river for a long time.
For three days and three nights, without sleep, he experienced for the first time from full of hope to shattered hope.
Until now, he sometimes still thinks of Lin Chen's face when he fell into the river.
He has seen the faces of many people before they die, but he has never seen anyone as calm and calm as Lin Chen, as calm as if he was just going out for breakfast, as calm as autumn leaves should fall from the branches.
He often wondered if Lin Chen wasn't dead at all, after all, they didn't catch any corpses. Then maybe one day, Lin Chen will stand in front of this tomb, pick up the lily in front of the tombstone, and sniff it lightly.
Therefore, he likes to come here very much, even if he doesn't do anything, he can be in a daze.
It feels so comfortable,
He sat in front of Lin Chen's grave and looked around aimlessly.
Just then, the phone in his trouser pocket suddenly began to vibrate.
"Boss, he has appeared again." Said the other end of the phone.
"On the Shifang section of Hongjing Expressway..."
"No casualties."
Xing Conglian hung up the phone, stared at the tombstone, took a deep breath of the cigarette in hand, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on the spark with his heel.
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The Hongjing City Criminal Police Team was no different from what Lin Chen looked like when he left.
In the office, most of the police officers were dispatched, and only one technician from Dynasty was left watching the video.
Xing Cong even snatched the iced lemon tea from Wang Chao's hand and took a sip, so cold that his teeth were shaking.
"Boss, although you don't despise me, it doesn't mean I don't despise you. Could you please buy a cup for yourself!" Wang Dynasty grabbed the iced tea back with one hand, and turned the mouth of the cup in disgust. and did not leave the mouse.
"How's the situation, or that kid?"
"See for yourself." Wang Chao said, clicked on a video, and started playing.
It was an edited video of eight minutes of a passenger car on the highway.
It was after six o'clock in the morning, and the moon and stars had just disappeared. Both sides of the highway were full of soft reeds. Whenever a passenger car galloped past, the reeds near the road would sway like waves.
There were a lot of people in the car. Because of the overcrowding, the water vapor in the breath of people condensed into a thin layer of mist on the window. Most of the passengers were resting with their eyes closed, and the air seemed to be full of drowsiness. The smell of sleep.
On the seat by the window, the woman with the child ripped open the package of the lollipop, and the little girl took the cantaloupe milk-flavored candy and licked it deliciously.
Suddenly, a huge street sign with white characters on a green background appeared outside the window. Because the speed of the car was too fast, the street sign flashed past, only the huge font left a light afterimage on the retina.
The street sign seemed to have activated a magical spell. The mist outside the window seemed to seep into the car at once, the surveillance screen began to shake violently, the video footage became blurred, the curtains flew up, and the passengers all leaned to the left.
The sound pierced the eardrum later, the driver slammed the steering wheel, and the horn and the sharp sound of the sudden brake were superimposed on each other, which was deafening.
The candy in the little girl's hand fell to the ground, and the surface of the cream-yellow lollipop was stained with tiny fluff and dust on the carpet, and rolled to the back row continuously.
After the bus stopped in the temporary parking zone, the passengers woke up like a dream. They hurried to check left and right, and it took a while to find that there seemed to be no other vehicles around.
The road is empty, terribly empty.
They looked at the driver subconsciously, and several young and strong youths stood up against the backs of the front seats, as if they would rush out immediately if there was any danger.
However, they were all stunned because they saw a gun, a gun on the driver's temple.
Suddenly, someone touched the driver's seat.
It was a very young boy, and he was wearing a soot cashmere scarf. The scarf covered his mouth and nose, revealing only his slightly raised eyes. Those eyes were like moist colored glaze, which made people want to kiss.
I saw him bowing close to the driver's ear, as if to say something.
In today's legal society, gun control is strict, and most people have never seen a pistol, let alone a loaded pistol in a real road robbery.
After waiting for dozens of seconds, the carjacker didn't seem to do anything, and the passengers began to whisper.
The mother put her arms around the child and patted her back lightly, and the men stood up vigilantly. The atmosphere in the carriage gradually became agitated, and the daring young man began to walk up the aisle and try to approach the cab.
The carjacker's eyes narrowed slightly, as if smiling.
The next moment, the gun went off.
It was a real gunshot, like a burst of firecrackers and a flat tire, causing the fog accumulated on the roadside to shake slightly.
The passengers' first reaction was to close their ears and close their eyes.
At the same time, the bullet grazed the driver's forehead, shattered the window on one side of the cab, and the glass shards shattered all over the floor. The driver clenched his teeth into a ball and couldn't help shaking.
Passengers who were still lucky at first suddenly realized that this young man with a gun was a serious carjacker.
The car was silent for a while.
However, the young man standing at the front of the bus laughed, his eyes curved into beautiful arcs, and he saw his arms stretched and jumped onto the panel table of the bus, but the gun in his hand had already been put down.
How should a vicious carjacker speak
Does it mean, "Hand over all your money or I'll kill you" or, "If you don't want to be headshot, put your valuables in a bag"
Some guests have voluntarily took off the gold watch on their wrists, but unexpectedly heard very strange words:
"Ladies and gentlemen, get your candies out, and I'm not a big fan of citrus flavors!"
The teenager said this, like playing a game, he threw the gun from his left hand to his right hand, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and the barrel of the gun was pointed at the driver who was delusional about moving: "I said, please don't move."
His soft voice penetrated the ears of every passenger like warm water.
Everyone thought they heard it wrong, they looked around in confusion, no one knew what was going on.
"Come on, I'm not joking." The boy sat on the panel table and laughed. He wears a pair of bright yellow new Nike shoes under his light blue jeans, and his feet are suspended in the air, shaking lightly from side to side.
Just when all the passengers were still immersed in the unknown confusion, with a sound of "Bang!", the teenager pulled the trigger again.
This time, the bullet flew to the front of the bus, and the windshield burst open with a "crash", and the cold wind was instantly poured into the car.
The wind blew the boy's black and soft hair, making the driver's face as cold as gold foil.
As if conjuring a trick, the teenager took out a burgundy woolen hat from his jacket pocket and put it on the driver thoughtfully.
But in the next second, he aimed the black muzzle at the restless middle-aged man in the front row who was about to take out his phone, and said coldly, "Come on!"
The middle-aged man trembled, took out a half roll of Halls mints from his arms and handed it over.
The teenager took the candy with satisfaction, picked one out of it with one hand, put it in his mouth, and stuffed the candy wrapper into his pocket.
The leader will naturally lead a group of followers. White cold candy, light yellow lemon candy, pink bubble gum, and colorful candies all fall into the pockets of the teenagers. Some even hand over a box full of golden Ferrero. The teenagers looked at it with disgust. Eye chocolate, express refusal.
Eight minutes later, all the sweets were swept away from the bus.
Call requests came from the car pager from time to time, and the red dot on the smart computer kept flashing. The teenager seemed to be annoyed. He turned off the pager and took the tablet-sized car computer off the shelf.
"Have a nice trip everyone."
After he finished speaking, he jumped onto the console at the front of the bus and blew a kiss.
The next moment, he jumped out of the broken front window without hesitation, rolled on the highway, and flew down the highway like a returning egret, flying into the vast reeds.