Human ladder

Chapter 28

Wen Yan's expression was the astonishment and shock that he had not had time to hide, followed by physical trembling and fear.

He heard Meng Shi say in an unwavering voice: "This is a real gun, the one aimed at you today is also a real gun, 7.62x51mm caliber, less than 600 meters away from you... Do you understand?"

Meng Shi made a movement of pulling the trigger, and his lips parted up and down: "Bang - just one click, and there is no need to send him to the hospital for emergency treatment."

Afterwards, Meng Shi tilted his head, saw Wen Yan's face turned pale with fright from a new perspective, and sneered, and stopped pretending to be amiable before, feeling bored, put away the gun and looked after himself. He said freely: "I really thought that your psychological quality is so good, and the young man's acting skills are good."

Wen Yan's palms were already covered with cold sweat, and the hairs that stood up due to nervousness were receding layer by layer, and he just took a few breaths... Just now he was so nervous that he even forgot to breathe.

He looked up at Meng Shi leisurely sitting on the edge of his bed peeling a banana and took a bite. He noticed Wen Yan looking at him, so he puffed up his cheeks and asked him vaguely: "Do you want to eat?"

As if the frightening aura just now didn't come from him, Meng Shi was still the smiling Maitreya Buddha.

Wen Yan took a deep breath: "You should pluck your hair first!"

Meng Shi stopped peeling the banana, mechanically chewed the banana in his mouth, expressionless on his face.

He is not outstanding in appearance, but his terrifying temperament has been damaged by the way he squinted and smiled a lot, and he looks like an ordinary person when he is thrown in the crowd.

Meng Shi threw the banana peel into the trash can from a long distance away, clapped his hands and said, "We are indeed not clean, but the person we suspected of being unclean at the time was just Lao Wen."

"Fuck! Is your mother blind!? My dad has been working for so many years, you guys!"

"So what?" Meng Shi looked down at Wen Yan, seeing Wen Yan's furious look, somehow made him feel relieved... Great, someone came to scold him, scolded him for being a wrong.

Then he continued: "The longer you work in this industry, the more you will become numb to this industry. There are more people who go astray as they walk. At the beginning, this industry was a passion, a dream, and justice. Have you set foot on a career where you get paid for commuting to and from work?"

Meng Shi seemed to have forgotten that the person he was talking to was a minor, and he was here to break down the psychological defenses of others, but he didn't expect that he would be the first to lose his grip.

The old injury on his chest began to recur again, and right now he was throbbing with the rhythm of his heartbeat.

Meng Shi's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into his own muttering: "But we were wrong, Lao Wen is still the same old Wen... We were wrong..."

"Go away, who the hell needs you to admit your mistakes?!"

Wen Yan's uncontrollable roar was extremely loud in the hospital late at night, and a nurse on duty came to knock on the door of the ward twice to make them quiet down.

There was a brief silence in the ward, and Yan Yan's brain was congested with blood, like a bomb that was about to explode at any time.

The nurse pushed the cart and walked further away, the sound of the wheels rolling on the ground made a long noise.

Wen Yan's chest heaved violently a few times, he raised his arm and pointed out the door, meaning to tell Meng Shi to get out of here.

"You don't want to know exactly what happened that night? Let's make a deal."

He said it was a deal, but in fact it was himself, who really wanted to find someone to express the depression, regret, and guilt that had been suppressed for three years.

Wen Yan gritted his teeth at an angle Meng Shi couldn't see, and his arms hung down without any support.

As he lowered his head dejectedly and exposed the back of his head wrapped in white gauze, he seemed to have become like Meng Shi in vain, a "failed middle-aged man" who had nothing to gain and nothing to desire.

"The old eagle who blocked you today contacted your father three years ago and said that he saw the murderer... You should have heard of the Qixi Festival murder case, right? I'm afraid it's a nightmare for children of your generation. How many times have you been educated by teachers and parents? You are not allowed to go out with an umbrella on a rainy day, right?"

It was still a dejected back of the head that answered Meng Shi.

"A family of seven died at their home on the night of Qixi Festival. The murderer only left behind a back with an umbrella on a rainy night."

"Is this how you deal with people? Can you say something that the people of the whole country don't know?"

Wen Yan raised his head again, looking at Meng Shi with cold eyes.

Finally, Meng Shi couldn't help lowering his head and lighting up the cigarette, took a greedy puff, and said in the layers of smoke: "The old eagle reported that the murderer was Fu Banghe, and Fu Banghe built the 'sea market' all by himself. That Yemeni, Ao, Haishi is a market that connects the sales channels of the Middle East and other countries in Asia. At that time, there was indeed news about Fu Bang and Inbound, but few people knew about it.”

He flicked the dust accumulated on the cigarette butt, and continued: "It also involves our colleagues who have been undercover in the drug cartel for eight years. We don't want to act rashly or startle the enemy."

Meng Shi suddenly didn't dare to look Wen Yan directly in the eyes, deliberately avoided Wen Yan's eyes, and said, "However, the news still leaked out, so..."

"So you suspect that there is an inner ghost. The inner ghost may be Wen Guochao who has been clamoring to find out the real culprit until..."

Wen Yan took a deep breath as if he was having difficulty breathing, and then said viciously: "You didn't believe that he was innocent until Wen Guochao and Fu Banghe were bombed to death together, and you gave him the title of martyr, didn't you?" ?!"

Wen Yan saw that Meng Shi's expression was no longer cold or angry. If the killing intent could be substantiated, Meng Shi's body might be gone now.

The cigarette in Meng Shi's hand was just burning dryly. After a while, long ash fell, and the ash fell under his feet into an inconspicuous gray.

Perhaps the silence was too long, Meng Shi extinguished the cigarette with his bare hands, and said, "No...your father deserves this title."

His gaze suddenly became far-reaching and sad, and under the numb and shrewd pupils there was an inconspicuous flame, and then the flame suddenly appeared, followed by a huge explosion, and Meng Shi's whole body was roasted in the huge fire again. under the flames.

……

"What are you chasing after?! Wen Guochao is fucking on the same boat as a drug dealer! What are you doing, old Meng?!"

A terrifying roar came from the walkie-talkie in Meng Shi's hand, and he was stabbed by electric interference.

He looked at the boat that was going farther and farther away, and opened his mouth to ask the listener next to him, "Is there any news about the camel?"

"Report, the camel sent a message, and has successfully escaped from the control of drug dealers."

Meng Shi nodded, and at this moment a more unreal voice came from another private channel intercom: "Request for support!"

The people in the command car trembled when they heard these words, and looked up at Meng Shi helplessly, waiting for Meng Shi's decision.

Why did Wen Guochao arrive 10 minutes earlier than others?

Why can he accurately find the ship where Fu Banghe is?

"The boat sailed!! What's going on? How did the boat sail?!"

It was a mess outside, as far as Meng Shi could hear were footsteps and yelling, the communication device in his hand was silent, and a policeman at the port shouted at the ship with a loudspeaker: "You are surrounded, the coast guard It has been dispatched, and I advise you to stop the ship and surrender."

— Camel came with news that someone had exposed him to drug dealers.

—You mean, there's a ghost among us?

"Command center, command center, request support, request support!"

Meng Shi couldn't really hear the voice, but he knew it was Wen Guochao's voice.

—— Fu Banghe can't be allowed to run away anymore!We've sacrificed enough, camels have been lurking for eight years!

—You just doubt...you just doubt...

Meng Shi raised his arm with difficulty, gritted his teeth, and shouted on the intercom: "Old Wen, report your current situation..."

Meng Shi didn't know what happened on the ferry that was gradually leaving everyone's sight.

When he finally made up his mind that Wen Guochao was not the ghost, when he finally decided to rescue the ghost who everyone thought he was the ghost who ran away with the drug dealer... There was no more sound from the walkie-talkie.

"Comrade Wen Guochao! Wen Guochao! Please answer if you receive it, please reply if you receive it!"

"Old Meng, there seems to be something wrong..."

Meng Shi looked at the GPS coordinates inside the car, and was about to open his mouth to ask what was wrong, when suddenly there was a huge explosion outside, shaking even the inside of the car.

In the middle of the night, a large flame exploded brilliantly from the dark blue sea, illuminating the terrified faces of everyone on the pier.

Even the criminal police who yelled at the top of his voice for several hours said "Fuck" and fell into everyone's ears along with the loudspeaker.

Meng Shi held his head, raised his head in horror, and opened his mouth to ask regardless of the buzzing of his head, "What's going on?!"

No one responded to him.

Meng Shi's heart sank in vain, he grabbed the car door and ran to the coast, and when he saw the flames on the sea from a distance, he froze on the spot.

"What the hell are you doing in a daze?! Help!"

The explosion should be the location of the cabin... As long as Wen Guochao reacts in time and jumps into the sea, there will be rescue...

"There are still people who can be saved... and there are people who can be saved..."

No one heard what Meng Shi said at the end, and everyone was in a hurry. The fire police and marine police searched all night, and finally found Fu Banghe and Wen Guochao in the cockpit...two charred bodies.

As some have speculated, the two of them were indeed together.

But they were handcuffed together, one at each head.

"Wen Guochao received the call and came to Linwan Wharf first, then found Fu Bang and the boat he was hiding in and sneaked in. There must have been a fierce fight between the two of them. Before [-]:[-], Wen Guochao issued the first sentence Request support."

At the case summary conference, all the colleagues present here were colleagues who had lived with Wen Guochao for more than ten years. After the case summary conference, they were about to go to Wen Guochao's funeral. No one would be in a good mood.

Meng Shi sat at the first place, and the remaining one or two seats were old leaders from the municipal party committee and provincial inspection team, listening to Meng Shi's narration.

"Wen Guochao probably discovered that there was a bomb in the ship, and the ship was docked at the pier. At that time, most of the police were within the range of the explosion... His judgment at that time should be that he wanted to minimize the damage, so Wen Guochao sailed."

Someone couldn't help but groaned, and then there were more sobbing sounds.

Meng Shi red-eyed, took off his presbyopic glasses to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he turned a page of the report expressionlessly, and continued: "Due to my misjudgment, I have caused indelible losses to our side... I apply... "

"You're right, none of us could afford to bet."

Meng Shi looked at the person who spoke, it was Fan Yongchuan, who came out of the same class as himself and Wen Guochao.

Fan Yongchuan sighed and slumped on the chair. After a while, he sighed and said, "Guochao... is the pride of the police force."

The chat interface of the Municipal Bureau's general group called "North China Men's Group Entertainment Group" is still stuck in the topic of Wen Guochao taking the lead in discussing how his son should be punished for smoking.

The last sentence was sent by Lao Wen: "Children are easy to go astray if they are not sensible, so they need to be supported."

Wen Guochao probably knew that he was being suspected, but he still tried to ask for help... It seemed that he finally remembered that the son who secretly learned to smoke at home hadn't come to remember and educate him.

As a result, the lights of the family went out forever.

Another house with lights on forever.