Then he threw away the cigarette butt, crushed it with his toes, picked up the hat on the table, put it on his head, and strode away.
The National Stadium was surrounded by police, and family members gathered outside the cordon, crying and heartbroken.
Mu Mu stood in front of the crowd in confusion. She also wanted to cry, but she couldn't make a sound.
My mind was filled with the words Qingqing chased after her to say to her when she went out this morning.
If you let her follow.
If you don't give her a vote.
If you tell her the address, let her come to her like that day.
She wouldn't come here.
No matter how much you blame yourself now, it won't help.
The entire stadium was bombed as if a war had just occurred, filled with gunpowder smoke and accompanied by the smell of blood that made people commit evil.
The casualties were carried out one after another.
Mu Mu looked at the victims who had changed from one row to one row, and one row to two rows, three rows, and four rows.
Her face is pale.
She was wearing a military coat, which was given to her by Luo Jian's little guard.
Very thick.
But my body was still shaking badly.
The firefighters carried people out of the door and walked out of it as fast as flying.
The family members' hearts were filled with ups and downs.
"Step aside!"
A tall figure squeezed into the crowd.
Unstoppable.
This voice was so familiar that Mu Mu turned his head and his eyes lit up, "Xia Youchuan."
The man didn't seem to hear, and stared at the policeman who stopped him with red eyes, "Get out of the way."
"Comrade Major, you..."
Before the policeman finished speaking, he was pushed back several steps by Xuehu with a big wave of his hand, almost falling down.
Xuehu raised the cordon, bent down and got in.
After entering, he walked to the place where the victims were parked, lowered his head, and took photos row by row, carefully, not missing any of them.
At this time, he forgot that he was a soldier, and he put aside the oaths he had recited under the five-star red flag and under the sun.
Every time he saw someone who was not the one he was looking for, he felt selfish and secretly happy.
no.
no.
The firefighters brought out a few more, and he walked over anxiously.
no.
Not yet.
Snowflakes were floating in the air.
He only sticks to this area.
Wait for the dust to settle.
In the gymnasium, there were still people shouting "Qing Qing" like crazy, and their hands were moving rubble until their flesh and blood were broken.
The guard followed him with his cell phone, "Chief of Staff, Commander Luo...he called again."
This is already Luo's twenty-second call from the future.
Luo Jian pushed him away and said, "Go away."
The guard had no choice but to deal with General Luo on the other side of the phone, "Yes, yes."
The little security guard covered the receiver of his cell phone and wanted to hand it to Luo Jian, but he didn't dare and looked embarrassed.
"Chief of Staff, Luo..."
Luo Jian straightened up, reached out and snatched the cell phone from the guard's hand, and shouted: "Can you just let me be willful, selfish and unfilial just once?"
After saying that, he threw the phone back to the guard.
Continue to look for people in the ruins.
"Chief of Staff, let me help you bandage your hand." The guard asked for gauze from the medical staff.
Before he could get close to Luo Jian, he was knocked to the ground with a wave of his hand.
If he finds someone who is not Qingqing, he will immediately turn around and continue looking for him.
"Chief of Staff Luo."
A police officer walked up to Luo Jian.
Luo Jian ignored him.
He knew how many people were waiting for him to go back outside, and they wanted to kidnap him back.
Just as he said to the old man, he was just willful and selfish for once.
The police officer said: "The surveillance video before the explosion has been recovered. Before the explosion, Chen Shuai invited a girl to come on stage to sing with him. Colonel Lu's wife has confirmed that she was Miss Zhao."
