Four hours later, Fatty Sun, Po Jun, and I left Qilin City and arrived at the provincial capital airport. The few remaining people in the second room were protected at the police station.
The polling bureau has notified Pojun that the second wave of people is arriving on the earliest flight. Since there is no airport in Qilin City, we can only take a four-hour car ride to pick up the plane at the provincial capital airport.
The Provincial Police Department was so generous that they provided five Grand Cherokees and specially arranged for us to be picked up at the tarmac.
We arrived a little early. There were still nearly twenty minutes before the plane could land. The three of us sat on the hood of the Grand Cherokee and watched the plane rise and fall. Being bored, Fatty Sun asked Po Jun: "
Dajun, have you asked clearly? Which director is here, is it Hao Tou?"
Po Jun yawned: "No one can come, even Hao Tou. He is on business in Sichuan and won't be back for a while. I guess it's probably Ouyang who is leaning to the left, or it's the foreign devil Hugo..."
As Po Jun spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at a white spot in the sky: "Lazi, you have good eyesight. Let's see if it's our polling bureau's plane."
I looked up at the white dot. The number on the wing was 581215 - Fatty Gao's birthday: "Yes, it is really the special plane of the polling bureau."
Po Jun said: "The polling bureau's plane is always used by the second room, and most of the people who come are Qiu Bu Lao. My children have suffered, and the adults have to stand up."
After another ten minutes, the plane finally stopped, the cabin door was opened for a long time, and a young man came down the boarding stairs.
This man looked familiar to me, but I couldn’t remember where I’d seen him before (unfortunately, I didn’t notice that Po Jun’s expression had changed at the time). He was in his twenties but not yet thirty years old, wearing a black tunic suit with a stand-up collar, and carrying a
Carrying a travel bag.
Fatty Sun, like me, was squinting his eyes and staring at that person. He probably thought he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.
While Fatty Sun and I were still thinking about it, Po Jun had already greeted the visitor: "Director Wu, I didn't expect you to come here..." He took the travel bag.
Director Wu... Director? Wu Rendi? Fatty Sun and I looked at each other. If we took a closer look, if we dyed our hair white and wore a white windbreaker with the same logo, who could it be if it wasn't Wu Rendi?
"Director Wu..." Fatty Sun and I greeted him at the same time, and Wu Rendi nodded in return.
Except for Wu Rendi, no one was seen coming down. He couldn't be the only one, right? Po Jun didn't ask, but Fatty Sun couldn't hold back his anger: "Director Wu, are you the only one here?"
Wu Rendi glanced at him, half-smiling but not smiling: "You think I want to come? You can't forget me even if nothing happens."
Yes, I confirmed once again that he is the white-haired Wu Rendi. I have only met him a few times, but his words are meaner every time. Just listening to the tone of his words, even if you close your eyes, you can immediately turn him into someone.
recognize.
When he entered Qilin City again, Po Jun asked Wu Rendi: "Director Wu, should we go to the scene of the incident first, or should we go to the hospital to see the unconscious injured first?"
Wu Rendi said without thinking: "Go to the hospital to see Wang Ziheng first."
Wu Rendi is as mean as can be, but she still has some affection for her colleagues.
When we rushed to the hospital, Deputy Director Wang was still lying in the intensive care unit, and he had not yet regained consciousness. Originally, I thought Wu Rendi had some way to wake up Wang Ziheng, but to my surprise, Director Wu had no intention of doing that.
Wu Rendi did not check Wang Ziheng's injuries, nor did he ask about the attack on Deputy Director Wang. He just opened Wang Ziheng's mouth. (When Wang Ziheng was discovered, he had been clenching his teeth. When the ventilator was introduced, the attending doctor
I tried my best to pry open his mouth, so I had to cut open the trachea and reluctantly insert a ventilator.)
Wu Rendi just broke it casually, and Wang Ziheng's mouth opened. A wisp of black gas floated out from his mouth. Wu Rendi stretched out his hand to grab it, and actually held this wisp of black gas in his hand. Fatty Sun and I were very excited
Not even daring to breathe, they watched helplessly as Wu Rendi played with this wisp of black energy in the palm of his hand.
Po Jun had some experience. He found a plastic tube for urine testing in the ward and handed it to Wu Rendi. Director Wu stuffed the black gas into the plastic tube. This was not over yet. Wu Rendi put the plastic tube into the tube again.
It rolled around on Wang Ziheng's face, and in less than a minute, a few wisps of black air began to float out of Wang Ziheng's ears, nostrils, and eyes.
This time, not only Fatty Sun and I, but also Po Jun were in a hurry. The three of us searched all over the ward before we found medicine bottles, test tubes and plastic tubes that could barely hold the black gas. I took the time to ask Po Jun in a low voice.
Po Jun said: "Da Jun, what is this black energy?" Po Jun shook his head gently, and raised his lips to Wu Rendi: "You'd better ask him."
After watching Wu Rendi put away the black energy, I said to him: "Director Wu, what is this? How can it be in Deputy Director Wang's body?"
Wu Rendi put the container containing black energy into his pocket, then turned around and said to me: "It's corpse energy. This kid Wang Ziheng is quite smart. He locked up his three souls and seven souls early in the morning. The person who injured Wang Ziheng
I didn’t want to kill him, but I couldn’t take away Wang Ziheng’s soul and spirit, so I used corpse energy to contaminate his seven orifices and put him in a coma.”
Fatty Sun interjected: "So, as long as the corpse energy is released, Wang Ziheng can wake up?"
"Not that fast," Wu Rendi added, "Wang Ziheng injured the back of his head and won't be able to wake up for three, five, or seven days."
Po Jun glanced at Wang Ziheng who was still lying on the hospital bed, and said to Wu Rendi: "Director Wu, what should we do now?"
Wu Rendi breathed a sigh of relief: "Nothing will happen for a while. Let's find a place to sleep for a while. We will talk about the rest when we wake up."
After he said this, my sleepiness also increased. I, Fatty Sun and Po Jun also didn't sleep for two days and one night. After arriving in Qilin City, Wang Ziheng and the investigators from the second room had accidents one after another. Our
Our nerves have always been so tense that we still don’t feel sleepy. Now that the poll bureau’s treasure has arrived, as soon as our nerves relax, we will feel sleepy immediately.
The three of us yawned one after another. Wu Rendi looked at us and said, "You don't have to sleep anymore. Let's go to sleep together."
Sleeping together? Can you not say it so ambiguously? I didn't have the intention to pick on his language. I left the ward and found the little policeman who 'protected' us and asked him to arrange an empty ward for us in the hospital.
The leaders here are going to take a rest...
Within a minute of lying on the bed, I lost consciousness. When I was drowsy, I heard a cold voice saying to me: "Who am I telling you to get up? The real master is here!"
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