"No matter how energetic Song Jiang is, it's impossible for the Song family to come out and make trouble just after the explosion. Besides, Feng Qiang's matter needs to be investigated in depth, and Song Jiang must know how to restrain himself." Sheng Xiao pointed at Mu Qiqi's nose and asked, "Got it ?"
"Song Jiang committed crimes by himself, and deceived his son and daughter all over again. If I were him, I would commit seppuku."
This is just Mu Qiqi's unilateral idea, but Song Jiang never thinks so.
Even though Song Bozhi lost his right leg this time, he also thought that on the road of revenge, how could there be no sacrifices
"A person like Song Jiang, who makes waves in the name of revenge, disregards human life for his own rights and desires, and even his own children will not be spared. I really don't believe that he will end well."
"Believe it or not, you always let me take a bath first, right?"
After Mu Qiqi heard this, she got up from Sheng Xiao's lap. Without Feng Qiang as a scourge, she should be able to sleep soundly tonight.
…
Jianchuan Hospital, the next morning.
Song Bozhi fell asleep on the bed after the amputation, and has just woken up until now.
And when he opened his eyes, the first person he saw was not his father Song Jiang, but his younger sister, Song Qiaozhi, who he had never looked down on before.
But I saw her wearing a white coat and making ward rounds with the surgeon.
"Brother, are you awake?"
Song Bozhi opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. Song Qiaozhi quickly put down the medical records and moistened his lips. Only then did Song Bozhi feel that his voice had improved.
"I...why, can't move?"
Song Qiaozhi stood up straight, seeing that the position of his right leg was empty, he didn't know how to speak.
How smart is Song Bozhi? Looking at her expression, I knew that things would not be simple, so I tried my best to prop up my head and saw my lower body.
Then, his eyes widened and he fell down. For a moment, he couldn't accept it at all: "Where are my... legs?"
"Brother, don't be like this. Now that technology is so advanced, you can still stand up and walk in the future, but your right leg is missing."
"It's just that my right leg is missing?" Song Bozhi almost went crazy when he got an affirmative answer, "What's the difference between me and a cripple now?"
"Brother, don't do this."
"Where's Dad? Where's Dad?" Song Bozhi looked around.
"I don't know, I haven't seen him, but I know he's fine." Song Qiaozhi replied patiently, "Feng Qiang's affairs are quite serious now, maybe he should go back and take charge of the overall situation."
After Song Bozhi heard it, there was no expression on his face, just a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "You go, don't come to see me again."
"Brother..."
"You are the daughter-in-law of the Sheng family now. Why do you still need to call me big brother? Besides, is there a disabled big brother like me? I'm not your big brother. I've always looked down on you. Don't be sentimental."
Song Qiaozhi knew how strong Song Bozhi's self-esteem was, so she didn't force it. She was an obstetrician herself, and she came here simply to know if there was anything she could do to help, because she knew deeply that their father was a beast .
Seeing that Song Bozhi was suffering so much, Song Qiaozhi could only sigh, and then walked out of Song Bozhi's ward with other doctors.
Song Bozhi couldn't accept the pain of losing his right leg, so he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table with difficulty and called Song Jiang.
Because of the explosion, the screen of the mobile phone was shattered.
But he called three times in a row, but Song Jiang didn't get through. The last time, Song Jiang's urgent voice came over: "Son, are you awake?"
"I'm awake, where are you?"
"I'm at home. Now the Asian merchants are in a mess. You are injured. Someone must take charge of the overall situation, right?"
"So, now that your son has lost his right leg, you can immediately go back to work like a normal person?" Song Bozhi felt unbelievable.
"Otherwise, all my hard work of more than 20 years will be ruined! I won't tell you anymore, you should have a good rest." After speaking, Song Jiang hung up the phone.
On normal days, the father who was always asking about his care and warmth had completely different appearances. Song Bozhi even felt that what he lost might not be his legs, but Song Jiang's love.
That's right, a son without legs is just a broken chess piece, not as useful as before.
But who is it thanks to
For a moment, Song Bozhi really wanted to call the police and die with Song Jiang.
However, after thinking about it, he felt that it wasn't worth it, and if he wanted to die, he would let that old guy die by himself.
…
At noon that day, the TV news took ten minutes to broadcast the arrest of Feng Qiang.
All in all, it has been fried into minced meat.
It's just that Feng Qiang was involved in a lot, especially when he made trouble in Zhongteng in the end, it simply fell below the audience's imagination. This person is not only cruel, but also mentally retarded.
Zhongteng also issued an announcement afterwards, cooperating with the police to arrest Feng Qiang this time, there were no casualties, and Zhongteng also resumed normal operation.
The police announced that they had solved the case, including the previous Lou Zhao case and the subsequent two bombing cases.
It's just a pity that the bureau chief failed to catch people alive and clean up Song Jiang.
In the Jianchuan branch, the chief stood in front of the desk with his waist in his hands and said to Tang Yan: "The arrest of Feng Qiang this time has caused you to suffer. The house at home and the newborn son are all waiting for you to go." Settle down, I'll give you a week's vacation."
"People from the Ninth Bureau, don't go down to investigate? Follow Feng Qiang's line, you can follow the vine, and it will be a matter of time to find Song Jiang." Tang Yan felt unwilling. After all, Feng Qiang was provoked by the Song family. Yes, no one can guarantee it, Song Jiang is honest.
"The people in the Ninth Bureau know how to measure, you just need to let your leave go!" The director waved his hand, and the latter matter, he can't take care of it for a while, and the Song family's problem can't be solved overnight. .
"Yes, Director." Tang Yan saluted the Director and was about to leave the Director's office, but when he reached the door, he was stopped by the Director.
"Tang Yan, this time the higher-ups intend to promote someone to be the deputy director. I am optimistic about you. You are already in your thirties. Let the newcomers do the front-running. You should also sit in the back. Dangdang is in command. Your son has just been born, and you have to think about your son."
Tang Yan would definitely refuse to change to the past.
He is not suitable for officialdom, and he likes to investigate cases freely on the front line.
However, this time is different.
"Thank you, Director, for your trust."
"Okay, a group of new recruits will come to practice soon. You can take them with you. One of them is very good. He is the grandson of the Lin family. I'm not interested in his family background, but based on his achievements in the police academy." The director pointed Tang Yan said seriously.