Even though he comforted himself in this way, Wu Qingchen's heart was still tightly gripped by the great panic, which made him no longer in the mood to speak. The car was quiet and there was no more conversation.
Soon, the convoy drove out of the urban area and ran onto the national highway. The rest of the journey went smoothly, with the front car clearing the way and the rear car guarding. It was about 40 minutes after the police car slowed down for the first time.
This is a section of road near the entrance of the expressway, and Wu Qingchen can hardly recognize it.
The road itself has not changed much, but an endless isolation rope has been pulled in the middle.
On both sides of the isolation rope, there are two soldiers with their backs facing each other about one meter apart. The lane where Wu Qingchen is located is unobstructed, while the other lane on the opposite side is densely parked. I noticed that just in front of the car I was in, a van and another truck in the same direction as me were being stopped by several soldiers, and then they quickly drove to the other side of the isolation rope and stopped at the rearmost position.
The deceleration was smooth and slow, and when the convoy finally came to a stop, the highway entrance was ahead.
After parking the car, the four people in the police car continued to concentrate and be on guard, and the police car did not turn off.
The entrance of the expressway was unprecedentedly empty, and several unidentified people seemed to be directing it. Most of the vehicles in the convoy quickly turned around and left. Only a dozen policemen and soldiers were commanded by the same people around the entrance. Far and near have done a lot of weird moves.
After a long while, a middle-aged man in his forties finally walked up to the police car and saluted the senior soldier, "Report, everything is normal, please give instructions."
The older soldier saluted back and pressed his earplugs intently.
The elderly soldier quickly put down his left hand and pointed to the high-speed entrance to the soldier driver: "Okay, keep going."
Is this going to the highway? Where are you going to take me? Who did I offend? Want to treat me like this
If the series of strange situations brought Wu Qingchen only stress and tension, at this moment, the feeling of being about to be taken away from his hometown made Wu Qingchen feel as if he fell into the water and was sucked out of the last straw. My heart was immediately filled with fear and panic.
"me… "
Not knowing what to say or what to do, an indescribable emotion made Wu Qingchen straighten up suddenly, and managed to escape from the grip of the two policemen.
"What's going on!" "Sit down!" "What are you doing!" "Grab him!" "Be careful! Be careful!"
If the four loud shouts at the door of the room before could be regarded as stern, then the five loud shouts at this time can already be described by the word "hoarse and exhausted".
The turmoil in the police car immediately attracted the attention of the police and soldiers who had been keeping an eye on the police car at the entrance of the expressway.
In just a split second, Wu Qingchen saw at least dozens of people rushing towards the police car at the same time.
As if the soles of their shoes were on fire, or there were countless bullets chasing behind them, the postures of these dozens of people were completely different, but their urgency was exactly the same.
Among the dozens of people, those who were directly facing the police car ran away, those who turned their backs to the police car turned and rushed, those who were standing swung their legs and jumped, and those who were squatting kicked and jumped.
No matter what the posture is, the faces of the running, rushing or jumping crowd are full of tension, eagerness, and some are even too excited, which already looks a little hideous. Wu Qingchen also saw that a young soldier in his teens moved too violently, lost his balance and fell heavily to the concrete floor, but completely ignored the blood stains on his palms and continued to rush towards the police car, because he still fell. Behind the others, his face was full of regret and anxiety, and tears had already flowed out.
"Officer Ji! Is this the result of your work?" The white hair on Director Zhang's forehead was almost standing on end.
"Is this the result of my work style? Or is it the result of your work attitude?" Ji Mingming stepped out of the police car with a flick of his police cap, slammed the door, and took out his phone with his right hand. I just want to stick to the old rules and shirk responsibility. Has this happened before? Has there ever been such a stereotype? Just keep it!"
The commotion subsided quickly. No matter inside or outside the police car, everyone’s faces were livid, but no one said a word to Wu Qingchen—of course, at this moment, Wu Qingchen, who was curled up trembling in the back seat of the police car, did not Need another warning.
During the whole process, after the two police officers held Wu Qingchen down again, the elderly soldier also got out of the police car, held the phone and contacted someone, and it took several minutes before he sat back in the co-pilot's seat, and waited for the same call to finish. Ji Mingming sat down again, and then nodded again to the young officer driver: "Okay, keep going."
This time, the "drive forward" distance was relatively short, and the police car stopped again just after entering the high-speed guide lane.
Where the police car stopped, there were about a dozen all pure black commercial vehicles parked beside it, and dozens of soldiers standing or squatting around.
A commercial vehicle slowly drove up next to the police car.
Immediately afterwards, another middle-aged soldier walked up to the police car and saluted: "Director, Officer Zhang, this is a new order."
The older soldier, also known as the "director" in the population of the middle-aged soldier, took the document and looked at it carefully, and handed it to Officer Zhang on Wu Qingchen's right, who also looked at it carefully.
After reading the document, the gray-haired Director Zhang raised his head and looked at the middle-aged soldier: "What is the arrangement for this journey?"
"Change the car first, and I'll tell you on the way..." The middle-aged soldier pointed to the earplug of the same style on his left ear, and opened the door of the commercial vehicle, revealing three heavily armed soldiers, "You know, the time is very fast now." Tight... the time left for us... there is not much more... "
Officer Zhang nodded, and together with Ji Mingming, they got out of the police car with Wu Qingchen in their arms.
Getting into the commercial vehicle, Wu Qingchen's eyes dimmed. The windows of the car were small and dark in color. Wu Qingchen couldn't see where the driver was, but felt that the three heavily armed soldiers were younger, and their expressions seemed a little nervous. Just as Wu Qingchen got into the car, the three soldiers immediately loaded their guns, and Ji Mingming, who got into the car last, closed the door .
The three of them sat in the back seat, and the commercial vehicle started quickly. It was still similar to the original convoy. Wu Qingchen's commercial vehicle was located at the front of the new convoy.
This time the convoy was driving very fast, rows of trees, houses, and hills passed by outside the window, leaving patches of changing colors on the retina.
After the convoy started, Ji Mingming pressed the earphones from time to time, moved his lips and throat from time to time, grasped the neutral position, finally regained his composure, and finally Wu Qingchen couldn't take it anymore: "Officer Ji, I want to know who I offended? "
"What are you talking about?" Ji Mingming was a little astonished, and it took a while to realize: "Still thinking about it?"
"I just don't understand what the hell is going on."
"No one would understand this...you wait first..." Ji Mingming clamped the cigarette he was sniffing up to his nostrils to his ear--he had repeated this action many times along the way, but he had never Ignite - then whispered something over the throat intercom.
The speed of this response was very slow, at least three minutes later, Ji Mingming's ears moved, and his frown that had been frowning all this time finally relaxed a little.
"Okay, Mr. Wu Qingchen..." Ji Mingming shifted his gaze to Wu Qingchen: "It's not my turn to explain to you, and I don't know much. But considering your emotions, especially before... Not very mature emotions... just now my task has changed a little bit."
Ji Mingming's expression made Wu Qingchen feel that what he originally wanted to say was not "immature" but "childish", but Wu Qingchen was not in the mood of embarrassment at all at this time, "Your task?"
"Yeah, I was just chatting with you, and my task is to talk with you."
"Are you an interrogator?"
"Look, you're thinking about it again." Ji Mingming spread his hands, "Things are really complicated, so let's not make it more complicated. What I say next means what I mean. You just understand the literal meaning." Got it."
"Okay, tell me."
"First of all, you didn't offend anyone... at least not the kind of offense you thought; secondly, no one wants to harm you, at least no one here dares to harm you... don't you understand?" Seeing Wu Qingchen nodded in confusion, Ji Obviously understood: "It's okay if you don't understand, let's put it another way."
"Look at this highway, what do you see?"
What can I see on the highway? Four lanes? Divider? Driving in two directions? Asphalt concrete pavement? It all seems normal.
The windows of the commercial vehicle were small and dim. Wu Qingchen looked carefully for a while, but didn't see anything special about the expressway.
"Be patient." Without waiting for Wu Qingchen to express doubts, Ji Mingming pointed directly out of the window.
Wu Qingchen continued to turn her head, looking at the asphalt concrete road, the green belt separating the driveways, the trees on both sides, the farmland, and most of the low houses. After a long time, she finally raised her head suddenly.
From Wu Qingchen's watching until Wu Qingchen finally realized that, for at least ten minutes, no matter whether it was the same direction or the opposite lane, Wu Qingchen never saw any other vehicles except his own convoy.
"See it?" Ji Mingming grinned: "The whole highway is only open for you."
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