Memory Lost

Chapter 132: A's Elegy

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When he woke up, he found himself in a pitch-dark place.

I can't see my fingers, the surroundings are cold, and there is a bit of a fishy smell.

This is where

He put his hands over his head and stood up. The head hurts very much, and the vague memory before the coma slowly emerges.

He clearly remembered that he was on his way home.

Then, under the street light, a shadow approached. He didn't care.

"Bang!" It was almost a deafening blow, hitting the top of his neck. Since then, he has been in a daze, feeling blood dripping from the top of his head and soaking into his eyes. I just remember that the man was very rough and impatient, dragging him on the ground. His head hit one stone after another, the pavement...

Then, he woke up right here.

Why

"Who, who are you?" In the darkness, he heard his own trembling voice.

"Zizi—" After the faint electric sound, the surroundings suddenly lit up.

Bright as day.

He reached out to cover his eyes, barely adjusting to the light.

Then, he was so frightened by what he saw that his heart almost stopped.

Because there was a man in front of him.

A man dressed as a clown. Colorful clothes, ridiculously crooked hats, and a ghost-like face.

He stared at the clown, and the clown stared at him.

He suddenly remembered the news about the explosion of street clowns a few days ago. Looking at it myself, I found that the clown's body was bulging, and it was obviously full of things.

So he trembled even more.

The Joker seemed to be imitating him, and seemed to be shaking too.

He raised his hand: "Who, who are you?"

The Joker raised his hand almost at the same time, his lips moved, but there was no sound.

A huge, unstoppable fear hit his heart in an instant.

He dropped his hand, and the Joker dropped his hand too. The clown's eyes were full of terror.

He was shaking, shaking violently, and bowed his head with difficulty. On the opposite side, the clown in the mirror also lowered his head.

He saw the clown suit on him. And, inside the front of the clothes, exposed, wrapped in explosive packs.

Tears burst out in an instant. At the same time, he noticed that he was probably standing in front of the mirror of a public toilet. It was very dark and dark outside, and there was no sound around.

"Heh..." the man whispered.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly turned around and looked around, but he couldn't make out where the voice was and couldn't find any trace of the man.

"Who, who are you? Please let me go! I have no grievances with you, go tie someone else up! I am willing to give you all my property!" He almost cried, his legs softened and he knelt down on the ground.

The man snorted softly: "I'm not doing it for money. You know the bad things you've done. It's not wrong to tie a bomb to you, okay?"

Although the voice was low and sweet, it had a bit of childlike willfulness. It made him, the clown, even more frightened.

The clown screamed "Ah" and wanted to run out of the toilet regardless. The man seemed to have expected his emotional breakdown, and said calmly: "Don't run. If you run out of this door, I will blow up you. If you don't listen to me, I will blow up you immediately. As I say If you do, you probably still have a chance."

"You must arrive at my designated location before 7 o'clock. I will be watching you not far away;

You have to dance and sing where you are. Don't worry, I will take pictures for you;

Don't try to defuse the bomb, it's ready to explode. You do this stupid thing, you die, but it will ruin my plan;

Remember, go to the police. Only they can save you.

Finally, you have to sing this song I taught you, if you can't remember, I'll blow you up right now. "

The clown leaned softly against the dirty wall of the toilet. He was already obediently listening to the man's orders, choking and trying to please: "Okay... okay! I'll learn, I'll sing."

The man cleared his throat and said something the clown couldn't understand: "This is a poem I wrote for me. I like it very much. It's a pity that no one listened to them."

After a moment of silence, his soft and even beautiful singing sounded in the air:

"When the sky changes color,

Clouds are over the boy's head.

The bird's wings are broken,

Use your legs to fly.

He was only seven that day,

no one loves him,

He doesn't love himself either.

He crawls in the crowd,

until one day,

Give him wings again.

He is no longer drifting.

a, e, i, m, q, z, x, v, t…”

Under the sun, the flow of people rushed towards them like a broken embankment.

Han Chen and Su Mian were caught in the middle, and neither entered nor retreated.

Across the road, separated by more than 100 meters, is People's Square, surrounded by commercial buildings. Today is probably a square dance event, and people are everywhere in the early morning. To reach the square, Han Chen and Su Mian had to cross this pedestrian bridge. The traffic flow under the overpass is turbulent, and you can't jump, and jumping off will be life-threatening.

Everyone was on the run, and they were struggling against the flow of people. No one listened even when shouting "Police, get out of the way!"

Han Chen simply pulled Su Mian into his arms and leaned against the railing next to him. This gave me a little breathing space. Su Mian raised her whole heart and stared at the dancing clown in the middle of the square from a distance. Han Chen hugged her with one hand, took out his mobile phone and called: "Xiao Bai and I are near the square, trying to find a way to get there. Immediately find out what the clown sang, that's the code to crack the bomb!"

After talking on the phone, he protected Su Mian behind him, and continued to pull away from the chaotic crowd and walked forward. Su Mian clenched his hand tightly, and also reached out to shield him from the person who bumped into him.

Inside the Black Shield Team office.

As soon as the clown appeared and caused panic, the Black Shield team immediately received the news. At this moment, Nao Nao, Xiao Zhuan, and Leng Mian are all staring at the surveillance screen in the square.

Because there is a rally today, of course there are police patrols in the square. At this moment, several policemen were anxiously evacuating the crowd, and two other policemen, following the instructions of the Black Shield Team, risked their lives and approached the clown. On the square of Nuoda, surrounded by a chaotic crowd, this scene seemed extraordinarily tense and worrying.

"Don't be afraid! Don't cry!" The policeman's voice of comforting the clown came from the communication device. He handed a mobile phone to the clown. "We must find a way to save you. You must calm down, cooperate, and sing here!"

Nagging immediately turned the volume to the maximum, Xiao Zhuan picked up the pen and paper, lowered his head and closed his eyes with a cold face and listened carefully, the three of them did not dare to let out the air.

The clown whimpered and sang intermittently, and came across the phone: "When the sky changed color..."

Xiao Zhuan wrote like a fly, and quickly recorded a complete piece of lyrics and handed it to Leng Nian.

"Send it to the boss's phone!" Leng Nian took the lyrics and began to read it intently. Nag also looked at the lyrics he recorded, frowning in thought.

This sudden incident obviously also alarmed the entire Criminal Police Team and the provincial department. The detectives in the big room all stood up and looked at the surveillance footage on the screen. A team of criminal police was dispatched by Qin Wenlong and rushed to the scene to support him.

As soon as Xu Sibai stepped into the Black Shield office, he heard Xiao Zhuan calling Han Chen: "Boss! Boss! Can you hear me? The lyrics have been sent to your phone! You and Xiaobai must pay attention to safety! Too close to the clown!"

Xu Sibai's handsome face instantly changed color, he turned around and ran downstairs, got into his Chevrolet, followed the police cars, and drove to the scene at a fast speed.

"The previous inspection of the combination lock by the forensic department showed that the password should be a set of numbers." Naggar said, "The boss and Xiaobai are trapped in the crowd, and now we can only rely on us."

Leng Mian and Xiao Zhuan nodded, their eyes more serious.

"I see!" Xiao Zhuan suddenly shouted.

Nagging and cold face looked up at the same time, looking at him with some surprise. Xiao Zhuan's face flushed from nervousness, and he pointed to the words he had circled on the paper: "Could the password be... 21719! Look, these numbers appear in this poem: 'Use your legs' To fly', double is 2; 'that day he was only 7 years old', is 1 and 7…”

The chatter and the cold face were silent for a moment.

Cold Noodles: "Continue to think!"

At this moment, it is already 7:00, and there are still 7 minutes before the explosion.

"The sky has changed color..." Nagging scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, thinking, "Cloudy? The clouds are above the boy's head... Was that a plane? Or was it climbing a mountain? Before a, the person who killed a person with a moral problem, could there be an accident with the password? the case?"

This speculation sounded a bit plausible, and he raised his head coldly: "Has the clown's identity been identified?"

"I've found it out!" A criminal policeman walked in. "He told the police at the scene just now that his name is Cao Yang, 38 years old. This is his information."

Nagging took a look, and suddenly looked overjoyed: "He opened an outdoor goods store. Before, he was complained to the Industry and Commerce Bureau by customers for selling fake and shoddy products. He is a rogue, and he has struggled with gangsters. One of the customers Seriously injured!"

"20140721?" Su Mian repeated the string of numbers they sent, "The time of the wounding case?"

She looked up at Han Chen.

At this moment, they had squeezed off the overpass and entered the more congested underground pedestrian passage. Han Chen hugged her against the wall and looked at each other. In the short few minutes just now, neither of them said a word, thinking while walking with difficulty.

"No, not this password."

"no."

The two said in unison.

"The idea of the date is right! But it's another date!" Su Mian's eyes lit up and she shouted.