old man feeding rules

Chapter 114 Sleeping

"Things have passed for so many years, and I am not afraid of leaking the case. What I can tell you is that I had just entered the Municipal Bureau for a year. Normally, a fresh graduate like me would have to go to the grassroots for a few years of training. When I was in school, I worked in various sub-bureaus, and I had more experience than ordinary students. At that time, the policemen in Yanxi were also very familiar with me, and many people wrote me letters of recommendation, so I had this opportunity to practice in the city bureau."

When recalling the past, Jiang Xun's eyes showed a rare look of tenderness.

"Originally, a small policeman like me was not qualified enough to participate in the investigation of serious and important cases, but at that time there was a drug-related case that dispersed the police force of the City Bureau, and a considerable part of the police force was transferred, and even the elite went to Changning to support. As for Yanxi has become an empty shell, in case of emergency, the young man can only bite the bullet and take it on top."

"I heard that the chemical factory case also involved drugs," Song Yuzhi said.

"Yeah, I realized afterwards that it was too late to turn the tiger away from the mountain. People who shouldn't die are dead, and people who shouldn't be alive are alive."

Jiang Xun shook his head with a wry smile, lightly touching the petals of the white chrysanthemum with his fingertips, his eyes filled with dark clouds.

"When we received the report, the prisoner had taken hostages and hid in the factory. Originally, the armed police supported him, but the prisoner was very treacherous. The armed police were not allowed to approach, and only the criminal police were allowed to go to the rescue. Of course, we also tried to rush in. , but ended up falling into a trap, resulting in the death of a hostage, we dare not act rashly, and can only follow the prisoner's instructions."

"How many prisoners are there, and how many hostages are they taking?"

Jiang Xun shook his head and said: "I don't know, but there are eighteen hostages. On the day of the incident, a school happened to visit the chemical factory. The hostages were all teenage students. Their parents were crowded outside the factory, crying so much that they were tearing up." Heartbroken, so at that time we all went to save people with the determination to die."

As he spoke, he took out a sealed bag from his pocket. Inside was a piece of old and broken shrapnel, with traces of old blood stained on it.

"Before Lao Liang brought us in, he asked us to prepare our wills. He has been a policeman for many years and is very sensitive to matters of life and death. No matter what age he is, as long as he joins the Criminal Investigation Detachment, he will ask us to write our wills. Before each mission, I put it in a kraft paper bag and handed it over to Director Cao, and that time was no exception. We, a group of fourteen people, went into the factory where the prisoners held the hostages. I accidentally got some unknown liquid on my body, and then something happened. There was a small explosion, my clothes ignited and I had to take off my coat and the bulletproof vest half a minute after I was shot by an armed prisoner on the shelf, in the waist , A little more, I will be lying here like them now."

Song Yuzhi's hand got into the hem of Jiang Xun's shirt, and touched the scar with ease.

Perhaps no one in the world could understand this body like him, but even though they were so close that they shared the same bed, he still didn't dare to ask the person about the origin of these scars on his body.

He knew that the cracks left in his heart were more difficult to heal than the deep and visible bone wounds.

Jiang Xun held his hand and patted it, and said with a smile, "Don't look unhappy, why do you need me to comfort you?"

"I don't want to force you, you don't have to say it."

"But I have to say, Xiao Yuzi, I have to give an explanation to my dozen or so brothers who died in front of them."

He paused, and continued: "I was injured and couldn't go any further, so Lao Liang placed me on a hidden platform on the second floor, blocked by cargo boxes, so it was not easy for others to find me, but But I can spy on every move outside, as long as someone rescues, I can let them find me immediately. At that time, the wound was bleeding a lot, and I was anemic, and I was prone to dizziness. I was confused and heard Lao Liang say that he brought People went in first, and when I regained consciousness, it was the little boy who ran out covered in blood and pushed me off the platform."

He roughly gestured with his hand, "That platform is inside the factory building. Even if I fell, I was still in the factory building. I was injured and hurt badly. I woke up immediately, but when I opened my eyes, I was still in the factory building. I saw another explosion on the platform above my head, the child was affected by the shock of the explosion, and was knocked off the edge of the platform by the heat wave... I watched him fall in front of my eyes, and I can still remember him watching with his eyes open. Me, the last smile at me..."

He buried his face in his palm, desperately trying to dispel the image in his mind, but the more he wanted to forget, the more he couldn't get it out.

Song Yuzhi held his face, kissed the corners of his paler lips, and comforted softly: "It's over, Brother Xun, that's all over."

"No, it's not over. As long as you don't seek justice for them, it will never be over." Jiang Xun touched the wet corners of his eyes, and the humiliation brought to him by the sourness would never be erased for a lifetime.

He said: "That was the first time I saw a living person die in front of my eyes. I was so scared that I couldn't speak. I was stunned for a long time. I didn't know what I was facing. When I woke up , Lao Liang and Wan Ge were putting me down from the air, and they were all wounded, with gunshot wounds and burns from the explosion. See, that's right."

"Did they leave you there waiting for rescue, and everyone else pushed in?"

"Maybe, I remember this passage very vaguely, and I can't even tell whether I remembered it myself, or I don't remember it at all. Afterwards, too many people told me this way, so I think so."

Jiang Xun was very unconfident about his memory, and hesitantly said: "The memory after being rescued is not very clear. After being hit, my memory has always been poor. Many times I will deliberately avoid some problems. It's not that I want to do this, but The subconscious had to be like that. I was investigated for a long time after that, and the task force interrogated me with deceits. During the worst days of my mental state, their interrogation was no different from brainwashing. , so many of my memories are confused."

This has aroused Song Yuzhi's vigilance. Even the general public will choose to suspend the investigation if their physical condition is not suitable. Xun Ye almost died at the scene of the explosion, why did he bear the brunt of the suspicion?

"Is your memory vague after being rescued?"

"No, it's not vague, it's chaos." Jiang Xun felt that nothing could describe it better than this word, "You may not understand that when a group of people tell you stories in the name of interrogation, it makes you feel It happened like this, and soon afterwards, another wave of people will tell you an irrelevant story, and make you feel what it would be like if it was the truth. I listened to the story for half a year, and at the end I have no memory of myself Confidence, afraid that my words will be full of mistakes and omissions, losing the trust of the police in me, and even more afraid that I really killed those dozen brothers, so that I have been on the verge of collapse and committed suicide several times."

He didn't want Song Yuzhi to know the specific details, but the only thing he was sure of was that during those days he used countless methods to persecute himself, and it was a miracle that he was able to escape from danger again and again, and he was still alive and kicking now.

"Then in your impression, what is the most convincing statement to yourself?"

Jiang Xun stared at Bai Ju in a daze for a long time, but just when Song Yuzhi thought he wanted to avoid this question and change the subject, he opened his mouth.

"I remember a door."

"Door?"

"It's not the door in my normal impression. It should be on the ground, a place similar to a cellar. I remember being pushed in, and then looking out from that door, I saw Lao Liang... I don't remember what he said to me What, I can't remember what state it was at that time, I just remember that he closed the door after he finished speaking, there was a 'bang', very harsh, and then soon, it exploded again. That was the last explosion in my memory, I heard It was also the largest and most tragic one. Cao Ju told me afterwards that I did enter an underground space to save my life, but when the explosion happened, the iron gate collapsed under the impact and pressed me underneath. That’s when my brain was damaged, and it’s not working well until now.”

The person "Cao Ju" often appeared in his narration, lest Song Yu would be confused, he also explained: "Cao Ju was the director of the city bureau at that time, Cao Wei, who was very kind to me and always treated me like a child. , bring me some snacks if there is nothing to do, usually as long as he goes out to eat, he will definitely bring me back something warm, not to mention how comfortable life was at that time."

Maybe Jiang Xun is born with the physique of being a group pet. No matter how much he makes trouble, someone will always eat him. This is also a personality charm that others can't hope for.

"Only Cao Ju treated me sincerely during the days when I was excluded after waking up, helped me recall the details of the incident, and helped me survive the most difficult period. It can be said that there is no Cao Ju , I wouldn’t be who I am today.”

"Then where is Director Cao now?"

"It's gone." Jiang Xun lowered his eyes, couldn't hide his sadness, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I seem to be an evil star, and everyone who treats me well will end up badly in the end. My mother is, Lao Liang is, Jiang Zhu, Boy, Brother Wan...even Director Cao. After that incident, he was transferred to Changning, and he had a sudden myocardial infarction within half a year, and died suddenly on the job, and I didn't even see him for the last time."

Song Yuzhi didn't continue this topic, but returned to the question just now: "Brother Xun, have you found that you have been subconsciously avoiding the details of the incident? I can understand that you will have stress after trauma, and you dare not It is human nature to face and not want to recall the situation at that time, but it has been almost ten years since the incident, and your memory is still so confused, this is not a normal reaction."

Jiang Xun's first reaction was to touch his head subconsciously. His fingertips first landed on the corner of his forehead, touching the scar that was looming in the hairline, and then gradually moved back until the palm of his hand wrapped around the side of his head.

This was an unconscious move, even Jiang Xun himself didn't notice it. When he realized it, Song Yuzhi had already held his hand and brushed away his somewhat messy hair.

"I think there's a reason why the task force didn't suspect that you were an insider."

"……What's the meaning?"

Song Yuzhi looked at a five-centimeter-long wound hidden in his hair, and couldn't help sighing, "Brother Punisher, have you ever suspected that your wound might not be caused by the murderer?"

Jiang Xun became more and more confused. With his heart beating faster, he knew that he had vaguely realized what Song Yuzhi meant, but he still didn't dare to confirm it.

And then, the man's words were like voices from outside the sky, and his words awakened him, the dreamer who had been sleeping for nearly ten years.

"Jiang Xun, no matter when and where, you will never leave your back to the enemy. The person who can hurt you from behind will only be your closest person."

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~