The smoke of gunpowder on the long stone steps of Parliament Hill has dissipated. The grass behind the green chairs in Charter Square is shining brightly. Silent onlookers are watching intently behind the yellow cordon. Military police with live ammunition are maintaining order and watching the statue of the group of five. The young man and woman sitting below, this scene looks a lot like the shooting scene of a love movie, rather than a killing field where life and death are bound together.
Leaning on the girl's shoulder, Shi Qinghai was biting his cigarette and squinting his eyes, thinking back to the old days, this cigarette was not as powerful as the one in the foundation building, but it was warmer.
After a few soft beeps, the phone was connected, and the signal from crossing the stars could not be answered immediately, so there was silence over there. In this silence, his beautiful thin purple lips moved slightly and began to speak. .
"The people on the list, I killed Byron, and I shot Paulson twice." He was so sleepy, counted the heads carefully, and continued to the phone in Zou Yu's hand: "There are still some things that have not been done. When it's over, I'll leave it to you to continue."
"I'm on a dead end, that's why I do things so badly that those old men have nowhere to go. You're not me, you can walk more safely."
After a moment of silence, Shi Qinghai pursed his lips and blew lightly, ruffled the hair floating in front of his forehead, showing a charming smile and said, "These are all idle things, here are some serious things, I need to trouble you for help. I'll do it."
"You know I have a lot of girlfriends, but they don't need you to take care of them, but I owe a little nurse two days ago, you must remember to help me pay it back, and help me bully her ex-boyfriend, Her name is Huang Li and she works at the Army General Hospital."
Zou Yu sat silently in front of him, on the cold stone steps, bowed his head and said nothing.
Shi Qinghai looked at the crystal clear earlobes in her hair like jade pendants, and continued to instruct the small-eyed man on the other end of the phone, "Help me take care of my son and this wicked woman."
He coughed twice, and blood flowed out of his nose, dripping onto Zou Yu's chest and landing on the ground.
Zou Yu, who was being held by him, lowered his head and hugged his slightly trembling knees. Tears finally overflowed from his eyes and fell on the ground tick by drop, mixed with the blood of the man behind him.
The crowd outside the cordon let out a low cry, watching the beautiful girl who was being held captive began to cry, and couldn't help but worry.
The officers and soldiers of the Seventh Iron Division thought that the hostages were about to collapse and were nervously preparing to attack at any time. However, the top officer in the corner of the square had been sitting silently on the couple's chair, without giving any orders, and slowly sipped the taste of rough tobacco in the sun. .
The service officer behind the chair walked over to him with the phone. Du Shaoqing answered the phone calmly and listened to the direct order from the top, but the expression on his face did not change.
"Why haven't we acted yet? Don't you know that the most important thing to deal with terrorist incidents is time? Now that the Internet has fallen out, the emergency plan can't cope with the speed of the spread of rumors."
Du Shaoqing silently listened to the sharp questioning of a director on the other end of the phone, but did not speak.
"Master Shaoqing, I order you to conduct a raid immediately and kill the criminals. The safety of the hostages is important, but the people who died in the Parliament Hill are not important? If you delay the time, it means a crime!"
"As a soldier," Du Shaoqing slowly put on the pair of sunglasses, stood up, and said calmly to the other end of the phone, "I always thought that the politicians in Parliament Hill were scumbags."
After a certain director was silent for a while on the phone, he said solemnly, "Including Colonel Ximen?"
Under the wide sunglasses, it was obvious that Du Shaoqing's straight nose was wrinkled in disgust. He didn't answer this question, but slowly closed his eyes for a long, long time.
Outside the famous chain cafe in the corner of the square, the open-air area that used to be very lively in the past is extremely quiet at the moment.
The waiters wore dark green aprons and looked like federal uniforms. Although they were not soldiers, they had no way to leave like the guests. They had to stick to their posts and could only stare nervously at the center of the square and the lights in their hands. screen, watching the instant messages that are refreshed from time to time.
Under a big parasol in the shadow of the corner, Gu Xifeng stared at the empty coffee cup in front of him, and said in a low voice, "The seventh division handled the incident, and Du Shaoqing personally directed it. How can we save people with just a few of us? It seems that there is no plan to leave at all, where do we go to meet?"
"Did Da Vinci enter the sewer?" Xiong Linquan said in a deep voice, the clear water glass in front of him hummed and resonated, "There are forty-seven water filter entrances around the square, if he can get close to any of the three entrances next to the statue, It's still possible."
Gu Xifeng frowned, covered the micro-communicator in his ears, shook his head in disappointment, and said, "He can't find a chance, the seventh division is too dead, and all passages are guarded."
Xiong Linquan lowered his head silently and looked at the black box beside his feet.
Gu Xifeng shook his head resolutely: "Impulsion can't solve problems."
Xiong Linquan cursed in a low voice, raised his eyebrows and looked at the center of the square in the distance, looking at the vaguely visible figure of a man under the statue, and roared angrily: "What is this young man thinking? There are many options to escape from here, but he chose a dead end!"
After the call to Xilin was over, Shi Qinghai had already explained all the things that Shi Qinghai should have explained to that guy, but because of the delay, there was no way to hear that guy's voice.
He smiled regretfully, took the cigarette back from Zou Yu, handed the phone back to her, but took it back, no one noticed that he handed a small thing over.
The spring sunshine is so charming, just like those women in life, Shi Qinghai felt the warmth and tranquility of sleepiness with satisfaction, clinging to Zou Yu's back, and was about to say a very aggressive sentence to end this legendary performance in spring. , but out of the corner of the eye, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of someone crying in the crowd of onlookers in the distance.
His vision was occasionally blurry now, but sometimes it was clearer than ever, and he frowned and looked over there, at the two girls who were crying in the crowd.
A girl was wearing a pale pink nurse uniform, but the cute hat on her head didn't know where she went, her black hair was slightly messy, and she was crying in the surprised eyes of the people around her.
Another girl stood further away, her face that she hadn't seen for a long time was still as beautiful and shy as yesterday, she was holding a few books tightly in her arms, and the size should be something like school textbooks, because she held a few books. His hands were too tight, his fingers trembled slightly, and his tears flowed silently.
Shi Qinghai's hand holding the cigarette froze, and after a while, a sincere smile appeared, and he waved to the crowd on the other side of the cordon again.
Then he put down his arms, moved away from Zou Yu's back with some difficulty, leaned against the slightly hot antique bronze of the statue, sighed comfortably, and entered a dark and sweet dream under the full sun.
long silence.
Zou Yu slowly straightened his body buried between his knees, tidied his hair at will, and stood up on the stone steps with strength he didn't know where he came from, without turning his head or stopping, and walked towards the cordon.
The military police around the square called for support and rushed over quickly. Several people tried to pull Zou Yu away from the danger zone faster, but they were shocked by her calm and somewhat indifferent expression, and no one dared to reach out.
Dozens of military and police officers climbed over the railings and surrounded the sleeping handsome man on the stone steps. Their guns were already loaded, and they aimed nervously at his body.
An FBI agent forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, moved his footsteps to the man, stretched out his pistol and poked his shoulder lightly, but nothing happened.
At this moment, there was another clear shattering sound from the far away Parliament Hill Building. The sound was not loud. I don't know what went wrong.
No one knew that inside the Parliament Hill building, in the luxurious bathroom with a sign in cleaning at the door, the remote-controlled explosives behind the urinal were successfully detonated, and in the splashing water, Ximen Jin, who had already fainted at the last breath, was caught by the hard metal wire. He lifted it, smashed the glass window, and hung it on the outer wall of the Parliament Hill building, swaying gently with the spring breeze.
At the same time, there were three encrypted documents that had already been set up, and the transmission program was activated independently, and the transmission began to Xilin, the official residence, and an office in Parliament Hill.
When Ximen Jin died, it became an exclamation mark outside the Parliament Hill building, because Shi Qinghai had promised that some things should be seen.
On the Charter Square, the military police silently looked at Shi Qinghai, who was sleeping on the stone steps, and slowly put down the firearms in their hands.
His palm was spread out comfortably, and the phone in his palm suddenly sounded, and the guy who was far away in Xilin shouted loudly, "Hold it up."
He didn't hear this sentence, closed his eyes quietly and happily, the cigarette between his left fingers was still burning stubbornly, slowly burning the three 7 characters into paper ashes.
Then sleep together under the sun, in the spring.
The lights flashed again, and the sirens were mixed with ambulance calls, shrilly. Zou Yu put on a gray blanket and sat in the back of the ambulance, with no expression on his tired face, and did not hear what the doctor beside him was saying.
Holding the little thing tightly in her right hand, she calmly looked at the two girls who were still crying in the distant crowd, who were not far away.
At that time, she was the long-pointed probe of the young seedlings, and in the season of swaggering in the spring breeze, she gave birth to this bunch of young seedlings that were tall and straight and restrained, which has always been only pleasing, not eye-catching. After the death of her fiance Park Zhiho, she returned to her hometown of S3 to relax, but she was still depressed. When she returned to the beach of S1, she met a man over flowers who warmed her like the sun.
She accompanies him or he accompanies her to travel all over the loneliness of the island, and then separates, she does not fall in love again, because of the dead fiancé and the heartless him. She became a teacher. A few days ago, she received a phone call that made her very surprised and sad. She was going to her friend Nan Xiangmei's foundation to discuss the education of orphans in the four prefectures around the mountains. She was very surprised and sad in the square. Saw him in awe, watched him smile to himself, and parted again.
Her name is Miao Miao, and when her best friend or family members call her name, they only think of the Miao characters for two young plants, and the man on the island will only call her Miaomiao dotingly.
She was abandoned by her ex-boyfriend who wanted to become a doctor. She didn't give up. She was cute and innocent, thinking about revenge, not getting back together. She was kind and full of fantasy. She once imagined that, like a movie, a federal agent suddenly came to her side. , will there be a romantic story? Whenever I think of this, the cute freckles on the bridge of the nose will be extra bright.
Then the story really happened and it ended so abruptly, she saw the TV, ran to the square, watched him smile in the sun, then watched the black bag that was pushed into the ambulance and started crying, she didn't know who he was Who, what did he do, why did he meet her, she didn't know why she was crying so sadly.
Her name is Huang Li, a nurse at the Army General Hospital, a very nice and kind girl.
Her name is Zou Yu, the mother of his child, above.