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Director Tan seems to be in a bad mood today.

He was pacing back and forth in the corridor of the patrol station, his face serious, as if he was thinking about something.

From time to time, he glanced at the most remote room in the corridor, feeling a little anxious.

I just received a call from the superior office.

Regarding the issue of reporting, I asked myself to investigate clearly the background and whether Liao Jia was involved with the suspect Chen Mo.

After all, it is about the issue of the superior government personally awarding heroes and martyrs, if something happens to it.

That's no small matter.

It’s about the face of the government.

At the same time, it also means that the Patrol Bureau needs to conduct a thorough investigation!

The patrol bureau that was supported by the former director single-handedly had to be crooked if the top beam was not straight.

so,

The pressure conveyed from the previous game still made Director Tan a little anxious.

This matter must be investigated clearly. I can still trust my master.

However, I am afraid that some things cannot be investigated clearly.

If it becomes a stain on the two of them, it will be troublesome. If there is a slight oversight after many years, it will lead to the ruin of both of them!

Thinking of this,

Sweat dripped from Bureau Tan's forehead as he looked at the most remote room in the corridor.

Inside, Qin Lang and Lao Liu were investigating case information.

The results of their investigation will affect the key turning point of the matter.

...

In the hospital corridor.

Chen Xiaoqing stood there, watching Su Chen, who was wearing a black formal suit, leave, feeling a little puzzled.

Don't know who he is.

I asked myself some strange questions, all about my father Chen Mo.

Then he stood here without hesitation and called the patrol bureau to report that Chen Mo was colluding with the front bureau and Liao Jia!

Although Chen Xiaoqing did not know the institutional rules within the Patrol Bureau, nor did she know who the front office and Liao Jia were, she was implicated by her father who had committed a heinous crime. She believed that this matter must not be simple! This guy kept saying that he was his father's friend, and he

Why would you report it in person here?

Making the case more complicated.

Involving people in the patrol bureau, this case is not an ordinary procedure.

"Chen Mo, how many secrets have you hidden?"

Song Qing sat on a seat nearby, tears falling uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.

Looking at the back of Su Chen leaving, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

As for the front bureau, I know that when Chen Mo left the Patrol Bureau, it was said that it had something to do with the front bureau.

Liao Jia, I don’t know.

These two people are from the patrol bureau, and it seems that they are really involved with their husbands.

Otherwise, you wouldn’t report Chen Mo directly in front of your wife and daughter, right?

It is impossible to know the specific situation. Perhaps only Chen Mo knows what happened best.

But judging from the response of the patrol bureau, the attention of the media, and the report of the man in black formal attire.

The things involved behind Chen Mo seem to be intensifying crazily and becoming unpredictable.

He had no idea how many things Chen Mo had done and how far he was involved!

Song Qing, who was able to live a strong life with her daughter, disappeared.

Sitting on a chair in the corridor, her face turned pale, and a feeling of powerlessness rolled over her like suffocation.

She can't resist!

Secretly biting his back teeth.

I can only look at the lights in the emergency room and wait for a result.

Whether it is Chen Mo’s life or death,

Or it is the result of case review and judgment.

Just come up with any result and you will get it next!

...

Time is passing by bit by bit.

The doctors and nurses in the emergency room were sweating profusely. Even with cooling equipment, they were still sweating profusely. They had been standing there for three consecutive hours.

The attending doctor stood beside the hospital bed holding a bloody scalpel.

From time to time, a bloody opening was cut, and some fragments of shrapnel were caught from it.

These are bullet fragments left in the body due to irregular wounds. Ordinary people will definitely not be exposed to these. The doctor knows very well that there are only two types of people who can be sent by the Patrol Bureau, one is the hero, and the other is the

Criminals. They hope that what they treat is a good person, but they do not deliberately distinguish the identity of the patient. No matter whether he is good or bad, when he is placed on the operating table, his job is to cure him!

Doctors are kind-hearted and do not tolerate any thoughts.

One knife after another was struck on Chen Mo's body with precision. He had fallen asleep and could not feel a trace of pain.

A steady stream of blood flowed from the blood bag through drips into his body.

An oxygen tube was also inserted into his mouth.

It was not until the doctor placed the scalpel on the plate next to him that all the doctors surrounding the operating table heaved a sigh of relief.

After treating the wounds one by one, they left the emergency room.

The lights in the emergency room finally dimmed.

In the haze, Chen Mo heard the noisy sounds outside the emergency room.

It seemed that the doctors were scolding reporters and telling them not to talk loudly in the corridor.

Let them leave. You need some peace and quiet while you are sleeping.

The words began to fall in dense clusters like raindrops, and gradually subsided.

Only the soft, silky drizzle was blown into the emergency room by the wind.

The heavy eyelids were still resisting, severely blocking their sight.

Chen Mo could only let the silky soft rain break into his ears.

Listening to that familiar voice,

It's like hitting your own inner vulnerability.

Even though he was unconscious, his tears still flowed out unsatisfactorily.

The beauty in dreams is too false.

He desperately wanted to open his eyes and see clearly this caressing beauty in the soft breeze and drizzle.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Chen Mo was sweating profusely and finally opened his eyes with all his strength, his pale lips trembling:

"Song...Song Qing!"

Looking at Qian Ying sitting by the bed, tears flowed out of his eyes again.

It flowed down one cheek.

The pillow towel was wet.

In the past ten years, I have been wounded by bullets, stabbed with knives, and betrayed by those people.

Chen Mo never shed tears.

But when he saw his wife standing beside the hospital bed, her concerned look stained with tears, he couldn't help the tears filling his eyes.

It flowed down slowly and effortlessly.

Why does she appear here?

After more than ten years as an undercover agent, she was neglected and not even given a pretentious explanation.

But she, after her own reputation was ruined, was still able to come here and stay by the bedside.

...

"You shouldn't be here!"

Chen Mo took a deep breath with difficulty, his throat a little hoarse.

The oxygen mouth mask blocked the trembling sound.

Song Qing looked at him and opened his mouth, but she couldn't hear what he said, so she could only smile with tears in her eyes:

"I don't want to know what you have done in this life, and I don't want to know!"

"In the past, I would follow your lead no matter what you wanted to do! So, I lost a lot of your time."

"Now, I just want to walk according to my heart. Chen Mo, please let me accompany you for the rest of your journey!"

She stretched out her hands that had been eroded by time and held Chen Mo's big hand tightly.

While shedding tears, she said softly:

"When mom left, she said that I was not lucky enough to marry a good man in my life! I had to keep you company."

"but I...."

She swallowed more and continued:

"I...I just can't let you go. I don't want to be a lucky person. I just want to keep you!"

"When my daughter grows up, she has her own ideas. She says that I don't understand the overall situation. She blames me for being ignorant and ignorant of the law, and for not discovering the bad things you did in time."

"To be honest, I have always believed that you are not the person who did bad things, and I still believe it now. Even when the people from the Patrol Bureau brought the evidence to me, I still told myself in my heart that these are all false. You don't

He could be that kind of person. My daughter is still very angry and aggrieved towards you, and said some harsh words in front of those reporters."

"I can understand my daughter. She has suffered along with me, so I don't blame her for saying these things!"

"I hope you don't blame her. The child followed us and was wronged."

...

She just sat on the edge of the bed.

Whatever comes to mind, just say it.

It's just like the married life of the past, with the parents chatting about family issues.

The gentle tone, accompanied by the most sincere love, melted into Chen Mo's heart.

The tight string in his heart that had been wandering in the darkness all year round completely relaxed.

With a smile on his face, he listened to her talk.

Tears flowed out one after another, those days when I couldn't be with her, the days when I couldn't be with my daughter.

Following Song Qing's words, it felt as warm as being by their side back then.

He did not question himself about committing the crime.

There is no blame for him suddenly appearing and causing trouble to their peaceful lives.

Some are just looking forward to your return after not seeing you for many years.

Chen Mo shed countless tears, and one side of his face was already very wet.

Watch him cry.

Song Qing felt even more uncomfortable and shed tears along with her.

Just stay here.

see the situation,

Chen Mo suppressed his sadness, took a breath with difficulty, and asked her:

"Am...am I going to die?"

"..."

Song Qing slowly lowered her head and said nothing.

I just kept wiping my tears.

Look at her like this.

Chen Mo's eyes trembled for a moment, and then he smiled with relief:

"good!"

"fine!"

"Don't do this..."

Song Qing comforted her with a trembling voice.

Before she could finish speaking.

Chen Mo raised his hand tremblingly, wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and smiled bitterly:

"Don't cry. It's time for me to leave. You can live a good life with your children. This life..."

The voice paused.

He swallowed even more.

Opening your mouth with difficulty:

"A body of seven feet has been promised to the country, and it will be difficult to give it to your Majesty!"

"..."

The voice fell,

Song Qing's face was startled, and she looked at him in surprise, speechless.

...

Patrol Bureau.

Supervisors sent by the superior bureau have arrived to supervise the review process of Qin Lang and Lao Liu.

In order to avoid suspicion, Bureau Tan could only sit in the office.

He stared at the photos on the desk in a daze with a complicated expression.

My thoughts were also pulled far away.

When traveling in the clouds~

suddenly,

A team member walked into his office.

Tan Jun looked shocked and stood up immediately:

"Is there any result of the review?"

"not yet!"

The team members shook their heads quickly and then reported:

"It's the news from the hospital!"

"Chen Mo?"

"Well, he's dead!"

------Digression-----

I wrote it with a heavy heart, I turned over and over again and couldn't think of a title.

Just be willful once,

No title!


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