Life is a big gamble.
When Hao Fang, director of the gas phase bureau, used his authority to open the security lock at the deepest part of the storage center, a huge gamble for Shangfang City began. After emergency consultations, the Bureau of Gas Physics finally adopted Wen Renjing's proposal and prepared to transport the deepest data together with storage equipment to No. 56 Fulin Road.
The move unsurprisingly caused an uproar.
The Qi Bureau did not deliberately block the news, because they knew that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at them secretly, and how many people with ulterior motives and evil intentions were waiting to cause trouble. The news could not be completely blocked. But today, they can no longer, and do not have the time and energy, to think about the purpose and ideas of these people, because everything is imminent.
They also know how absurd it is to outsiders to place their last hope on a teenage boy's fingers.
But they don't have time to slowly draft a press release, and then hold a press conference solemnly, trying to convince everyone: If he didn't propose it, there will be others. This is not motivated by emotion, it is the result of all the accumulated experience so far. A decision made solemnly after repeated deliberation.
Wen Renjing came out of Fulin Road in a hearse, and claimed that the hearse was a taxi, and that a "ghost" had already arrived in Shangfang City in a taxi. After receiving the news, the Gas Bureau immediately conducted another investigation on the hearse's route, and finally received the relevant report an hour ago.
An ordinary resident suddenly changed his temperament. The family thought it was a foul play and didn't care at first. They didn't even report it to the community or call the rescue station. In the current Shangfang City, a little ordinary foul would not cause a fuss, and the rescue station would not be able to handle it at all.
But gradually, something strange happened.
He insisted that he was 1.8 meters tall, and then he broke his leg in front of his family as usual. Amid the horrified screams of his family, he fell to the ground, but his shadow continued to crawl. It gradually lengthened, as if it had really grown such long legs.
This is just the beginning.
The family members were anxious and quickly called for help. However, when the patrol team came to the door, they could no longer see the man's true face in the mirror.
He seemed to have lost [himself], just like a paper man whose setting had changed.
The patrol team found this and reported it urgently. But the real situation is worse than this, because by the time they discover one case, there are actually more cases happening secretly.
It is precisely because of this that the Qi Phase Bureau made the final decision. There can be no further delay, they must cut it off as soon as possible.
But as long as this proposal comes from Wen Renjing's mouth first, no matter whether there is strong argument behind it or whether it is the only solution, it will bring doubts.
Because he is young, and even more because of his status as the son of a high-ranking official in the Qi Bureau.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think of this. I should have told you in private." Wen Renjing regretted and blamed himself, especially when he saw his father Jing Ning standing in the front and enduring the storm, trying to take the risk on himself. A sense of useless regret swept over him.
As a good brother, Su Huizhi also showed his cruel side at this time. He did not try to comfort Wen Renjing, but just patted him on the shoulder and said, "Congratulations, you finally stepped into
The cruel world that belongs to adults. "
No matter what you think about the scenery,
Accountabilities from all parties are still coming to Qi Xiang Bureau like a tide. The gas phase is up and down,
Caught in the darkest hour before dawn.
At this time, those who can be sent to carry out the "transfer mission" are the most determined confidants of the director. But those who stay in the Qi Xiang Bureau to take charge of the overall situation are not necessarily more relaxed than the death squads who went to No. 56 Fulin Road.
Jing Ning must stay, and he has no choice but to say, "I will bear all the consequences of this gamble. No matter what, I will stand here until the end."
As a popular anchor and the person most familiar to the people in Shangfang City, Su Huizhi naturally stayed. In order to stop Youyou from talking, Director Hao Fang will lead a team to go there in person.
Only with her presence can the convoy bound for No. 56 Fulin Road be able to overcome numerous obstacles and pass smoothly. Officer Zhao, who was in charge of transportation and loading, couldn't help but squat on the ground in the deepest part of the storage center and lit a cigarette.
If the security lock is open, even if you light a cigarette, there will be no smoke alarm. But Director Zhao didn’t mean to break the rules, he just couldn’t help it.
This is the place where Xiao Fang died. He squatted where the body fell to the ground, watching the staff carrying things back and forth, puffing away alone, with messy hair like a stray dog, and no image at all. .
"Director Zhao, let's go. We are about to leave." The staff reminded him.
Director Zhao took a last drag of his cigarette, then put out the cigarette butt, stood up unsteadily, and said, "You go, I want to stay."
"But the director asked you..." The staff member hesitated. Director Zhao has offended too many people in the past few days, and the director is afraid that he will be assassinated if he stays.
"Don't worry, you won't die." Director Zhao interrupted him. He had his own considerations.
In this room, Director Zhao chose to stay. In that room, the people who had dismissed the meeting gathered at No. 56 Fulin Road, ready to set off.
As the "original author" surfaced, the existence of the gathering was also exposed. Among such civil organizations, some people pursue them, and naturally there are more people who talk about conspiracy theories. Putting aside the public opinion on the Internet, looking at the accountability received from all parties, many people used the cooperation between the Qi Xiang Bureau and the meeting to question Hao Fang's decision-making.
How can the Qi Xiang Bureau prove that the meeting is credible?
Is it time for the Qi Xiang Bureau to rely on the power of civil society organizations? So at this time, is it wise to leave the decision-making power in the hands of the Qi Xiang Bureau?
Under such circumstances, it was not easy for Hao Fang to withstand all the pressure and rush to Fulin Road with the materials. And when she sat in the car, took the phone from her subordinate, and saw the video being played, she sighed softly.
Before the people leaving the meeting entered Fulin Road, they started a short live broadcast of only one minute. There was no excuse, no declaration, just a simple greeting and then we went in. The copy was only one short line.
[Goodbye, Fangfangcheng. 】
Hao Fang put down her phone and looked out the window. The speeding car passed through the residential area. Among the bright lights, it was unknown how many people were watching the video, and how many people saw the driving cars.
Hao Fang not only hopes that they can see it, but also hopes that they are sleeping peacefully, having a good night's sleep, and tomorrow will be a normal day.
Wen Renjing, who was sitting in the back car, could confirm that his friends were not asleep yet.
The Three Musketeers in the next class are always energetic and will send him various screenshots and latest news, mixed with their own speculations and suggestions full of secondary ideas.
Wen Renjing was afraid that she would get into trouble for talking too much, so she clutched her phone and didn't reply, but when she saw those messages, she couldn't help but feel sour.
He sat in the car and secretly wiped his tears, then pretended to ignore what was happening and looked out of the car. Before approaching No. 56 Fulin Road, he seemed to realize in hindsight that he might not be able to come back this time, and he regretted not having a good hug with his father just now.
He finally looked back at the city where he grew up. The city was brightly lit, as if it was brighter than before he set off, and there were more lights, like a silent farewell.
In this farewell, he finally adjusted his mentality, took over the car's walkie-talkie, and began to perform his duties. As the only one who came out alive after entering Fulin Road, he is a well-deserved guide.
"Remind everyone again, entering the floating
After Lin Lu, everyone may lose their shadow, lose their memory and become a ghost, so please prepare a piece of paper with your identity in advance, and prepare your own "Incoming and Outgoing Instructions"..."
Amidst Wen Renjing’s tireless and cautious reminders, the convoy finally arrived at No. 56 Fulin Road. But at this moment, several helicopters flew into the night sky and circled above.
Wen Renjing's heart suddenly lifted because it was not a plane belonging to the Qi Phase Bureau. He was a little worried, and Hao Fang also frowned deeply, holding the walkie-talkie in one hand, always on guard.
In the end, the helicopters made no move to stop them and just watched them enter Fulin Road.
A silent confrontation ended silently.
"Have a safe journey." The pilot in the driver's seat said goodbye in a voice that only he could hear. The next second, he took a deep breath, exhaled it heavily, and said to his teammates in a relaxed tone: "The big gamble has begun. My comrades, I am honored to witness such a moment with you."
"I applied to stay here for aerial surveillance, what about you?"
"I applied for a shift system, so that I can have time to watch the lottery results, and I can eat snail noodles for a late-night snack after working overtime tonight." The teammate's answer came quickly, and the humor was still as good as before.
While they were having this conversation, they looked down and saw that No. 56 Fulin Road was dark and they couldn't see anything. The cars that entered seemed to disappear out of thin air. Will they come back? No one knows.
The unknown is scary, but mixed with the fear is a glimmer of hope. With such hope, the pilot turned on the radio - Su Huizhi started broadcasting again.
He put the rabbit stuffed gift from his brother on the announcer's desk as a thought and as a good sign.
The residents of Shangfang City have never felt like they do now that their beloved and always personable anchor is such a mouth-watering person.
He is occasionally serious and intermittently playful. He made fun of the original author who suddenly appeared, forcing the audience to listen to the story of the love between him and his brother, and even read his own negative comments.
Some people criticized him for not being rigorous in his work attitude. Su Huizhi took advantage of a break to drink water and said: "A rigorous person would not beat the original author. Oh, if you are more rigorous, you shouldn't beat someone who is suspected of being the original author."
"Now that the director is not here, do you want me to step down?" He leaned on his chair, smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, which was particularly elegant.
How does one accept this?
Everyone could only mutter in their hearts that Su Huizhi had such a good attitude.
The same goes for the thousands of residents in Shangfang City.
But at ten o'clock in the evening,
Some people's mentality collapsed. Because Director Zhao from the headquarters, the strange man who was rumored to have been crazy for several days and bit everyone he saw, stole Chen Ping away.
Chen Ping is currently in custody, and is being held by the Gas Physics Bureau on its own. Director Zhao took advantage of his authority and took the person away under the guise of interrogation, and his whereabouts are currently unknown.
Although Chen Ping was arrested as a traitor, he always claimed that he was acting against the evildoer, pretending to surrender in order to prevent the evildoer's conspiracy from succeeding. He even took the initiative to give in and let Wenren Muxiao take control of the search and rescue department. The purpose was to prevent the emperor from using his status as minister to do more harmful things.
Most people do not believe these words, but the Qi Xiang Bureau is busy with affairs and cannot verify the truth or falsehood of his words in a short period of time, so they can only temporarily imprison him.
But who knew that Director Zhao would steal people away?
"Is he crazy? Why did you kidnap Chen Ping?"
Countless people have such doubts in their hearts.
In view of the increasing number of lunatic behaviors in the Qi Xiang Bureau and the absence of the director, the dissatisfaction of all parties has intensified, leaving Jing Ning, who remains in charge of the overall situation, one head bigger than the other two. He also knew in his heart that it was no longer possible to stabilize the situation with just the people left in the bureau. After all, Shangfang City is not the only one in charge of the Qi Phase Bureau, and it is even more in danger now.
But regarding Chen Ping, he still took it upon himself.
"This is a matter of the Qi Phase Bureau, and the Qi Phase Bureau will investigate and take full responsibility for it." Jing Ning's words were sonorous and powerful, and he seemed to be a little crazy without knowing it.
The expression under those glasses was cold and solemn, but the words he spoke were a bit aggressive, "You are so concerned about Chen Ping, the former director of the Search and Rescue Department. Do you have any special dealings with him?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
"If it weren't for your Qi Phase Bureau, where would there be so many things?"
Jing Ning immediately retorted, "If there weren't so many things going on, how could there be a Qi phase bureau?!"
He made a small outburst, shocked the opponent, and quickly returned to his elite nature. He pushed up his glasses and said: "If you feel that the Qi Xiang Bureau is not doing things well, whether it is criticism or advice, our Bureau will accept it in full. The only thing is to get things done first."
This is a common saying.
Jing Ning has been in the job for so many years, and he has been wordy and careful about every word, but now, he feels that he should speak in plain language. If you want to criticize, do the actual thing first.
He even began to envy Director Zhao and scolded whomever he wanted.
So after Jing Ning also started to go crazy intermittently, various units began to receive a flurry of requests for assistance from the Gas Phase Bureau. Even if you are just a garbage man, you still have to move for him.
What not to do? What approval? Why don't you ask the Lord of Hell for approval when you are about to die? It will be faster to be reincarnated as a pig in the next life.
"It's over, Director Jing is also crazy..."
"How can he not be crazy? He has been as busy as a spinning top, and now his wife and children have gone to Fulin Road. I don't know if he will come back. If he is not crazy, who is?"
Jing Ning's madness soon found the most reasonable explanation, which also added a bit of tragedy. But Jing Ning actually had no idea. He couldn't help but find Su Huizhi and asked, "Are you sure Chen Ping is really up to something?"
At that time, Su Huizhi had just finished his radio show and was taking a rest. Hearing this, he smiled and asked: "Isn't it obvious that he has a ghost? He has a private connection with the poisonous person, and he has kept it a secret for ten years. If you say he has no ghost, even the ghost will not believe it."
Jing Ning: "But you said he is related to the original author?"
Su Huizhi: "The fake original author knows so many inside stories, so there must be someone inside the Qi Xiang Bureau who communicated with him. If it's not Chen Ping, it could be someone else. If he deceives, wouldn't he know it?"
Jing Ning smiled bitterly, "You make it easy. If this continues, Director Zhao will not be assassinated, but I will be."
Su Huizhi patted him on the shoulder, and just when Jing Ning thought he was going to say something comforting, he only said two words lightly, "Come on."
Jing Ning just felt that he and Li Zheng were indeed cousins, and they were both so irritating.
At this time, Su Huizhi looked at the clock on the wall again, looked serious, and said: "The fluctuation time has arrived again."
Jing Ning followed his gaze and saw that the second hand crossed 12 exactly. The moment of volatility has arrived, what kind of rules will emerge today? What new crises will there be?
Not only is he waiting, everyone is waiting too. And during this difficult and anxious moment of waiting, suddenly, a drumbeat broke through the air.
"Dong——"
It was a familiar drum sound, as if I had heard it not long ago.
"Dong——"
The drums sounded again and again, continuously.
"Dong——"
Jing Ning and Su Huizhi looked at each other and saw the same answer in each other's eyes. It was Hu Di, and the drums of Hu Di sounded again. !
