[The religion of worship is revived, and more than 200 people attack the Museum of S province.]
Early in the morning, Zhai Chen lay lazily on the bed and flipped through his phone, and when he saw the news pushed by his phone, he instantly woke up: "God-gi, look at this."
Gao Yusheng was sleeping with his arms around him, when his arm was patted, he lowered his head and rubbed his face in the very tactile neck socket and tried to open his eyes: "What?"
"Star worship has appeared again... Hey, what's the news last month?" Zhai Chen rolled over and sat up, took the yawning guy into his arms and let him look at the phone screen.
At that time, Fang Chuyang said that the worship of the stars in the city had been eliminated, and anti-cult propaganda had been carried out all over the country. How long has it been since then, it has already developed into a blatant robbery of the museum! It's just that such a big news has never been reported, which is very strange.
"It may be that the local government suppressed the news in order to seize the time to clean up the cult. Now that it has been cleaned up, I will post it."
Cults are the same as infectious diseases. To solve it, it has to be cleaned up once, and if the news is leaked, people will run away, and it will come back in a few days.
Zhai Chen knew that the last time Fang Chuyang and the others had planned to clean up the cult in this city was also a low-key, quick, weed and rooted plan, and it was only made public when the dust settled. It is reasonable to say that, but the worship of the stars in this province is a bit wild. "They played quite a lot this time, and they even attacked the museum. Is this some mysterious ceremony?"
Gao Yusheng took over the phone and glanced at the news content, his brows gradually wrinkled: "They stole the meteorite 'Battle of Disaster'."
"Bad fight?" Zhai Chen leaned over to look at it, he only cared about the question of the worship of the stars and didn't see this sentence, "What are they doing with this?"
Doudou is the meteorite that fell from the sky twenty years ago. It has always been kept in the Museum of S Province, and many astronomy enthusiasts like him very much, and even photographers are famous for capturing the heroic appearance of it landing. Last year, Gao Yusheng took Zhai Chen to a photography exhibition. The internationally renowned star photographer was one of the earliest fans of "Double Fight".
The picture in the news is the picture of "Bout of Disaster" when it was exhibited in the museum. A black stone, unremarkable, was locked in a fully transparent glass cabinet.
"You forgot, 'Bout of Disaster' is their sacred object." Gao Yusheng reminded.
"Oh!" Zhai Chen had listened to the brainwashing class taught by the Star worship, and it did mention the popular one, saying that it was a sacred object left by the gods to save the world 20 years ago. The S Provincial Museum has been coming to the Museum in recent years, and it is estimated that many of the tickets are contributed by the believers of the Star Worship. After all, they organize activities every year to worship holy relics.
The Star Worship Cult, who had been dormant for many years, suddenly snatched the "sacred object".
"What's the matter, the earth has encountered a catastrophe again and needs a holy relic to save it? I guess, is it the disaster of rising pork prices, or the difficulty of smog swallowing the city." Zhai Chen laughed at the group of cultists, and always spared no effort.
Gao Yusheng bent his eyes, kissed the nonsense mouth, and sat up: "You lie down for a while, and I'll cook for Mengmeng."
Zhai Mengmeng is going to have an operation this afternoon. She can't eat for eight hours before the operation. She has to give him something to eat as soon as possible.
Mr. Xiao Zhai had been admitted to the hospital a few days ago, had undergone various examinations, and only arranged the time after confirming that the operation could be performed. Zhai Chen has been running up and down to work for a long time. Last night, Fang Chuyang came for him and asked him to go home with Gao Yusheng for a good night's sleep.
Before Zhai Chen could answer, Mr. Gao, who was neat, got up to wash his face and brush his teeth.
Zhai Chen rolled on the bed, put his hand on the bedside to put a rag, and Mr. Gao's cell phone suddenly rang. Turning around to look, the call was from an unfamiliar number: "Baby, your phone is ringing, it's a birthday number."
"You take it." Gao Yusheng said vaguely with his toothbrush in his mouth.
Zhai Chen picked it up, and there was a middle-aged man's voice over there, speaking in foreign Mandarin: "Hi, Gao, I'm Star·JI Ji Xinghe."
"Photographer?" Zhai Chen searched his memory and finally remembered who this person was, the photographer of the starry sky photography exhibition.
"Yes, it's me. You gave me my business card before. That's right, I'm going to hold a small exchange meeting in your city tomorrow, and I'll only invite a few familiar lovers. Would you like to come? I have another one from here. Unpublished photos, maybe there is something you are looking for." Ji Xinghe said it very mysteriously, like a secret language for underground transactions.
However, in Zhai Chen's ears, it was a photographer who couldn't sell tickets for the fan meeting, trying to fool him.
The phone was hands-free, Gao Yusheng came over after brushing his teeth, saw Zhai Chen lying on the quilt with his bare legs, he couldn't help climbing up to hold him down, put his chin on his shoulder and said to the phone, "I'm sorry, I No time to."
"..." The other side didn't seem to expect that he would refuse so bluntly, and he said after a moment of silence, "Didn't you always want to see unpublished photos?"
"I don't want to watch it." After saying that, Gao Yusheng hung up the phone directly, having no patience for the starry sky photography that once fascinated him.
Zhai Chen felt strange: "You don't like to watch photography exhibitions anymore?"
"I have found you, don't look anymore." Gao Yusheng rubbed his face with him.
Zhai Chen raised his eyebrows and pressed the son of a bitch on him: "Do you think that meteor has something to do with me?"
Twenty years ago, it was indeed close to the time when he appeared on Earth.
"Well, it's just a guess. I can't find you. Sometimes I wonder if you have returned to your planet, so I start to study these things." Gao Yusheng whispered.
Knowing that he was acting like a spoiled child and pretending to be pitiful, Zhai Chen just took this set, arched his body and got out of bed, and carried the person on his back directly: "Go, brother will make you an alien breakfast."
"You haven't washed your face yet, don't touch the ingredients."
"Oh, it's not clean, it's not sick after eating."
"No, this is for Mengmeng!"
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In the afternoon, before surgery.
Wearing a surgical gown, Zhai Mengmeng was lying on the mobile hospital bed, clutching her grumbling stomach and saying to the uncle who pushed him in: "The widow is hungry."
Uncle Zhai patted his little head: "Be good, don't be hungry."
Fang Chuyang, who was about to comfort him: "..."
The reliable Mr. Gao said something decent: "You won't be hungry after taking the anesthesia, and you will be able to eat delicious food when you wake up."
"Okay," Zhai Dawang looked at the ceiling as generously as he sacrificed himself, "Heaven will give a great responsibility to the dead, and he must starve his uncle first, I will bear it."
Teacher Zhai's mouth twitched: "Then you are really a good uncle."
"Uncle, will I die?" At the door of the operating room, Mengmeng, who was still playing tricks, suddenly grabbed one of Zhai Chen's fingers and asked with her big water-soaked eyes.
Zhai Chen's breath stagnated, and he turned to hold the soft little hand. No matter what, he was only a five-year-old child, and adults would be afraid of surgery, let alone him. "No, you forgot, uncle is a superman, and he can protect you even standing outside."
Zhai Mengmeng laughed: "Death is coming, remember to drive him away."
"Deng deng deng ..." There was the sound of hurried footsteps from the other side of the corridor, Zhao Bin rushed over, grabbed the edge of the bed and glanced at Mengmeng.
"Uncle Zhao." Zhai Mengmeng was quite happy to see him.
"Mengmeng, come on." Zhao Bin gasped, showing his usual gentle smile.
After just saying this, the mobile bed was pushed into the operating room, and the family members could no longer approach.
Fang Chuyang tensed up when he saw Zhao Bin: "Zhao Bin, how dare you show up?"
According to Chen Zhaohui's account, the matter in Wutong County was basically a bureau set up by Zhao Bin, in order to guide the police step by step to discover the secret of the mine. It just went wrong in the middle and nearly killed him and the kids.
"I'm about to turn myself in. I'll go after Mengmeng's surgery." Zhao Bin whispered.
Fang Chuyang loosened the handcuffs around his waist: "If you are literate, I will go with you after the operation."
"You two keep your voice down," Zhai Chen asked Zhao Bin in a low voice, preventing them from arguing, "I told you in the morning, why are you here now?"
"I'm going to ask for something." Zhao Bin took out a small safety sticker from his pocket and stuck it on the door of the operating room.
Does this count as damage to hospital facilities
Fang Chuyang felt that this was not good, and he hesitated when he raised his hand to remove it.
A criminal police captain who can't attack evil, a fund manager who doesn't believe in the data of destiny, Qi Qi has fallen into a vicious circle of feudal superstition.
Too lazy to care about these two hundred and five, Zhai Chen walked over to Gao Yusheng and sat down, grabbed his hand, and stared at the door of the operating room quietly.
Zhao Bin stood against the wall at the door of the operating room, not moving or speaking.
Fang Chuyang sat down on a chair beside him, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth: "Have you been in touch with Chen Zhaohui recently?"
Zhao Bin shook his head: "Our ideas don't match, and it has collapsed."
Maybe this place is too quiet, and if you don't speak, you will fall into endless restlessness. Fang Chuyang took off the cigarette that could not be lit, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Chen has been fired from public office, and he can no longer take the civil service exam for five years. I can't be a police officer anymore."
As soon as Chen Zhaohui joined the criminal police team, he used his power to find out the information on the change of Gao Yusheng's account, and changed his name from Gao Tianci to Gao Yusheng. As a result, their group of talents found the head of the Gao family and began a revenge debt collection plan.
Such a major mistake is unforgivable.
"Arresting Gao Zhenze" was the last task Fang Chuyang gave him. Xiao Chen took off his police uniform when he came back, bowed deeply to him, and left with red eyes.
Hearing this, Zhao Bin was unmoved: "He is an adult and should be responsible for what he does."