When the plane hit the building, the nose of the plane rushed directly into the building, causing a huge impact.
Zhao Qing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was hit by a huge piece of broken iron that flew over and penetrated directly into his chest.
Everyone else went to die calmly with a smile on their faces. Only Zhao Qing was there, let alone scolding. He didn't even have the desire to die, he was already about to die.
Before Zhao Qing had time to curse again, he was already drowned by the sound of explosions.
In order to achieve greater power and produce greater destructive power, these terrorists also got some improvised bombs on the plane. They tried their best to use all their strength to cause greater damage.
The moment before Zhao Qing's life came to an end in this world.
The badge given to him by Qin Guoqing, which had been nailed into his body by huge iron pieces, suddenly flashed with the ghost-faced eyes on the back, emitting a faint cyan light.
Then Zhao Qing's body disappeared like this, and this world no longer had anything to do with Zhao Qing.
At the end of the matter, only Qin Guoqing was still paying attention to Zhao Qing's news. When Zhao Qing passed the reporting time and there was no news, he immediately launched a relationship search.
At first, Qin Guoqing thought that Zhao Qing did not want to come to the police station for personal reasons. However, when he found out that Zhao Qing was also one of the boarding personnel who disappeared on 911, he also stayed
Tears.
Zhao Qing, a young man he didn't have much contact with, although he had various problems, his business ability was really impeccable, and his fiery red heart had always been favored by Qin Guoqing.
After checking, I found out that the airline had already sent a notice to Zhao Qing's family, but because there was no one else in Zhao Qing's family, the notice was always stuffed in the mailbox at the door of his villa.
, has not been opened by anyone.
With tears streaming down his face, Qin Guoqing specially held a memorial service for him. It was at this time that most of his colleagues realized that the guy they wanted to gnash their teeth was actually a policeman and a very good undercover policeman. In order to get rid of him,
This drug cartel actually allowed himself to become addicted to drugs, and finally successfully detoxified with the help of a drug rehabilitation center. This is really great.
In the photo on the tombstone, Zhao Qing is wearing a police uniform, has short hair, and is smiling happily. He no longer looks fierce and has that sharp look in his eyes.
Zhao Qing has never worn a military uniform for a day. This photo was taken when Zhao Qing was imprisoned in a drug rehabilitation center. All the police uniforms outside were photoshopped.
At the funeral, everyone was solemn and solemn. Everyone was in formal attire. There were no ashes in the tomb. The empty urn contained a police uniform and a shining medal for first-class personal merit.
And one month after the 9/11 incident, a young lawyer came to the provincial bureau and directly approached Qin Guoqing. This was Zhao Qing who had left a will before performing the mission. Yes, because of the danger of the work.
Due to the relationship, Zhao Qing, a guy in his twenties, actually left a will, and it was specially notarized by a notary public.
The will stipulates that if the news of Zhao Qing's death is confirmed one month later, or two years after his disappearance without any news, all the property he left behind will be donated to the police station, and Zhao Qing also has a villa.
, then leave it to Qin Guoqing to handle it. He believes that his boss will definitely be able to handle this properly.
After learning the news, everyone burst into tears again. This is really a top-notch good comrade.
"Ding Bell Bell ..." The harsh phone ringing sounded, and Zhao Qing stretched out his hand and groped randomly, and found a quite old -fashioned Nokia mobile phone under the pillow.
"Hello……"
"Brother Qing! Where are you? Come to the company quickly, the boss has been hacked to death! I want to inform other people, so hang up first!"
Just after Zhao Qing answered the call, there was a rapid roar from the other side of the phone, and before Zhao Qing could reply, the other party hung up the phone directly.
Zhao Qing shook his still a little groggy head in a daze, "What is going on? Didn't I meet a terrorist on the plane?"
He stood up and sat on the edge of the bed and checked briefly. His hands and feet were all intact, and there were no fractures or anything. There was no hole in the palm of his hand with a gun. "Am I dreaming? The terrorists who hijacked the plane were all dreaming," he said.
Is it in there?"
"Pah!" Zhao Qing slapped himself hard, failing to control his strength. The excited Zhao Qing used all his strength to slap, "It really hurts!"
After looking around, I saw that this was a small room of at most thirty square meters. It was messy and filthy, and the interior decoration was quite simple. There was a bed, a wardrobe, a sofa, a table, and two chairs.
, there were a few leftover lunch boxes on the ground in the corner, with leftovers in them, and a few beer bottles lying randomly beside them.
I feel a little dizzy. Have I drunk? And it seems that I have drunk too much? Zhao Qing feels a little strange. He knows his alcohol capacity well, not to mention these small bottles of beer. Two more boxes.
That can still be done.
At this time, Zhao Qing began to think about the call he had just received, "The boss was killed? Where did I get the boss? Aren't all the tasks completed?"
Zhao Qing, who hadn't gotten used to it for a while, simply regarded the call as a harassing call and ignored him. Now he had to deal with his own personal matters.
Zhao Qing didn't feel any difference at all. This old-fashioned Nokia mobile phone, which was of good quality and could be used to smash walnuts, had already withdrawn from the market a long time ago. But when Zhao Qing answered the phone just now, the whole process was still the same.
With his eyes closed, he didn't even look at it, and after answering the phone, he stuffed it directly under the pillow.
Slowly getting up and moving to the bathroom, Zhao Qing first washed his face with cold water, and then looked in the mirror. There was nothing wrong with it. He still had the same face. Even his hairstyle had not changed, including his own.
The tattoos and other things on my body are still the same as before.
"wrong!"
Zhao Qing's pupils suddenly shrank, as if he saw something he shouldn't have seen.
There is an extra tattoo on his heart, a tattoo of a grimace with green face and fangs!
Zhao Qing was very familiar with the style of this tattoo. It was the pattern on the badge given to him by his leader Qin Guoqing!