Under the instruction of ZL, the Security Department led by Kong Qu almost exhausted all their solutions, but still failed to find any direct clues. After the last order was issued that night, Kong Qu had still had a lot of hope, but on the second day after the search was carried out, a strong uneasiness came to his heart.
That impossible consequence, that kind of behavior that is tantamount to directly provoking a war, seems to have become possible at this moment.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye like this, and these ten days can be said to be the most tormented ten days in Kong Qu's life. . .
Because there was no trace of the entire HM085 flight within these ten days, and none of the Chinese people on board the flight showed any trace of existence in this world. Along with it, the "something" that also uses HM085 as a ride medium.
For flight HM085, gradually only the worst possibility remains.
I originally thought that this world was not friendly, but at least this world will be humanized and easy to distinguish between good and evil, but now it seems that in this world, not all conspiracies will be exposed, and not all malicious intentions will be revealed. There is nowhere to hide.
Justice will not absolutely defeat evil, counterattack and resistance will become helpless, and even one incident will fully interpret human nature.
Although China continues to put pressure on the outside world through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the United States and Japan have slickly brought in more minions to spread the pressure, trying to quickly conclude the coffin of HM085.
It’s as if the scattered HM085 parts were just found, and they were quickly disposed of by relevant countries without evidence; the possible witnesses were just found, and their remarks and even themselves quickly disappeared on the Internet and In addition to the reality, all of these make the Ministry of Security even more difficult to control.
The search and rescue work that should have been raced against time was abruptly dragged on to 50 days later. Since the day when the communication signal of flight HM085 disappeared, the entire flight has disappeared from this earth for 50 days.
Even in every corner of the world at this moment, people who care about this matter have to accept the worst result in their hearts. It is ridiculous that, in today's self-proclaimed world with extremely accessible information, maybe HM085 has really become the most weird and One of the most unacceptable air disasters.
"..."
In the ZNH office, whenever Kong Qu reported the matter, there was more unwilling silence and anger that could not be vented at all.
"There is still no news from Xiao Zhang?"
"No"
Once he was only one step away from the truth, what Kong Qu regrets most now is that he didn't try to get Kong Jin to go one step further within the scope of the incident. If we can fight for it again, if we think about the possible situation now, although the Condor Squad led by Kong Jin will be pushed into the abyss, the accusations and missions of the soldiers are like this, and it is better than looking at the whole body like this. Much better to be scarred and helpless.
"The order at that time was my decision, and all the consequences and responsibilities should not be attributed to others. You don't have to blame yourself too much, old Kong."
The expression on the face of the middle-aged man tells too much solemnity. There are more than a hundred Chinese citizens. I don't know what kind of hardships they have endured, and where they are now. Sometimes the most difficult thing to accept is not the irreversible bad results of the catastrophe, but the simple ignorance of it.
After the hard time passed, the original search mission gradually shifted to search and rescue and appeasement missions. During the period when there was no news from flight HM085, it not only tested the patience of countless people who were concerned about this matter, but also not only suffered Seeing such a catastrophic family, more, the test is the patience of a country and the bottom line of the world.
A hundred days later, in Chinese customs, a time point has come, but countless families who have suffered from HM085 are still unwilling to mention a word, that is sacrifice.
Maybe many years later until the end of time, as long as they have not seen the remains of their relatives with their own eyes, they are still willing to believe that their relatives will return one day.
China, BJ, an unknown place.
For the ever-expanding BJ, it is rare to find this quiet and lush green place. However, the fly in the ointment is that this unknown place is a cemetery, but even though it is a cemetery, there are only a few tombstones.
In front of one of the tombstones, squatted a man whose back had changed a lot, and behind the man stood a plainly dressed woman.
"You said you, really, so many days, so many days, you just don't know how to come back... just don't know how to send a letter..."
As the squatting man spoke, tears flowed uncontrollably. The moment his voice choked up, the woman's hand climbed onto his shoulder.
"Why don't you tell me that if you say a date, I will wait for you, and I won't believe it. How could you..."
Listening to the man's intermittent thoughts, the woman's tears also flowed all over her cheeks.
"Okay, Ju..."
The photo on the tombstone was Zhang Zichen. Even though it was a black and white photo that was not very clear, the corners of his red and phoenix eyes still evoked countless lights.
At this moment, Ah Ju and Su Ling stood up in front of the tombstone, and slowly placed the bouquets in their hands in front of them.
"Since the Ministry of Security has erected this tombstone, it should have been considered for a long time, and it should be considered again and again."
"Department of Security..."
Ah Ju took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled three words, and then stopped being too nostalgic, and after greeting Su Ling, the two slowly left.
"Let's go back soon
Come on, tidy up the broken nest, and when Chen Zi comes back, there will be a place to stay."
Just as Ah Ju and Su Ling left in front of Zhang Zichen's tombstone, a beautiful figure turned from another direction of the cemetery, it was Li Wei'an who had not recovered for a long time.
Xiaowei's face was still a little pale, but after the Ministry learned that Zhang Zichen's tombstone was placed here, she insisted on coming here every week.
It's like sitting in front of Zhang Zichen's tombstone, even if he doesn't speak, the silent company will say many, many long-term confessions.
Every time Xiaowei sits in front of the tombstone, she recalls every moment she spent with Shinan Dazhong and Zhang Zichen, recalls every expression of his beating and boastful appearance, and thinks about how she misses him when she is not by his side. every night.
In fact, Xiaowei still has a lot of things she wants to say to Zhang Zichen. Before, she always felt that after the task was completed, she would have a lot of time to spend with her children. But it never occurred to me that every minute and every second of the moment is the most cherished thing.
But now, it's too late to say anything.
Thinking of this, Xiaowei lowered her head and smiled softly, then tears poured down from those big smart eyes.
"Why are you so stupid... so stupid... woo woo woo"
Heart-piercing again and again, and tears again and again, Li Wei'an gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but the tears would not dry up because of this, and the sadness in his heart would never fade in the slightest.
"You want to be the savior, but who will save me..."