Chapter 195 Destiny is playing tricks on me: My father is my role model in life
After Qian Huan walked out of the ward, his heart was filled with a haze.
"The second prison officer hides a terrible secret. This secret is so terrible that Guangming Group cut off the company in advance."
Qian Huan thought about it and was horrified. He must know that Guangming Group is in the ninth district. But what kind of terrifying secret must be the well-deserved giant to make Guangming Group so cautious and prepared to find a scapegoat in advance.
Qian Huan felt that his throat was dry, and suddenly he felt that the position under the buttocks of the warden of the second prison was a huge powder keg, and his three layers of thick explosion-proof glass could not contain it at all.
"The most terrifying thing is that I was forced to retreat by my mother and second uncle."
Qian Huan was so distraught that he stepped into the elevator with heavy steps. A sudden chill hit him and he couldn't help but tremble. There was a cold war, and there seemed to be an invisible breath of danger in the air.
He suddenly came to his senses and found that the elevator door had quietly closed.
In desperation, his eyes slowly swept over the three passengers in the elevator, trying to find the source of the sense of danger that made him uneasy.
A handsome-looking young man with a weird badge embroidered on his collar answered the phone with a gloomy expression, exuding an aura that kept strangers away from him.
A female high school student wearing a school uniform, with a sweet appearance, but an expressionless face, with a hint of unnaturalness in her facial features that he couldn't say was unnatural.
There is also a doctor wearing a white coat and a mask. His eyes are covered by fine hair. He looks normal, but he exudes a faint smell of gunpowder smoke.
The young man was habitually touching the badge on his collar with his index finger, and said grimly into the phone: "Okay, okay, the dogs kept underneath, together they dare to show their teeth to their owners, right?" ”
Qian Huan pricked up his ears, trying to catch the subtle sound coming from the other end of the phone. Voice: "I'm sorry, Commissioner, but it is my duty to follow Secretary Du's instructions. Please understand."
At the same time, the female high school student in school uniform lowered her head and focused on the mobile phone screen, pointing. Point jumped lightly on the keyboard, typing a line of words——
"I am staying with my father in the hospital now, and will return to school in the afternoon. I will be back in time and will not miss the martial arts competition."
Qian Huan's eyes inadvertently glanced at the screen of her mobile phone, and then quickly retracted it.
The last doctor in a white coat stood in the corner of the elevator, quietly as if in a daze.
Qian Huan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and quickly withdrew his gaze.
“I can’t be sure which one of them this sense of danger comes from? Is it the small space of the elevator that confuses me, or...”
Qian Huan's heart tightened suddenly, and a chill rose up his spine. He couldn't help but wonder,
"Is there something wrong with my sense of danger? It's not like the three people in the elevator have it." Could it be dangerous to me?”
Ding—the elevator door slowly opened.
Qian Huan stepped out of the elevator in a hurry, but the three people behind him did not follow. It wasn't until the elevator door closed again that the inexplicable sense of danger gradually dissipated from his heart.
Ding, next floor, the elevator door slowly opens again.
The special correspondent walked out of the elevator quickly with a gloomy face and strode towards Feng Ju's ward.
Feng Yuhuai put away his mobile phone unhurriedly. He reached out to stop the elevator door when it was about to close. Then he walked out of the elevator and bought a bottle of drink from the self-service machine in the corridor.
She easily unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip, and then slowly walked towards the door of Feng Ju's ward, her steps light, and finally stopped at the door.
In the ward, Feng Ju hurriedly stood up from the bed. He looked at the commissioner who walked in in surprise, looking a little uneasy.
He didn't understand why the special commissioner would condescend to come personally to visit a useless person like him who had lost all abilities. "Special Commissioner, why are you here?" Feng Ju asked cautiously.
The special correspondent still had a shadow on his face, his eyes were as cold as ice, he casually glanced at Feng Ju's empty left sleeve, and his tone was as calm as water: "I heard that you are going to be discharged from the hospital today. I came here to see you.”
Although Feng Ju didn’t believe that the commissioner’s trip was out of concern, he still pretended to be grateful: “Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule. visit, It's just that I can no longer serve the commissioner, and I feel really guilty."
The commissioner looked deeply at Feng Ju, his eyes intriguing, and asked: "I heard that you applied to the bureau. Do you want to be transferred to a logistics civilian position? "
Feng Ju smiled bitterly and replied: "Yes, although I can no longer hold a gun, I can still hold a pen."
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The special correspondent did not go around too much. He asked directly: "You still want to get a gun?"
Feng Ju was stunned for a moment, an incredible attack flashed in his eyes, and his breathing suddenly stopped. become anxious After a long while, he squeezed out one word through his teeth: "I want to!"
The corners of the commissioner's mouth raised slightly, outlining an indifferent arc, and his voice was low and full of chill:
br> "I can give you a chance to pick up the gun again. But you have to know that once you pick up that gun again, there will never be a chance to put it down. You'd better think clearly before answering my question. "
Feng Ju gritted his teeth and swallowed. He was not an idiot. He naturally understood the meaning of the commissioner's words, but he did not hesitate at all. He did not want to be just one for the rest of his life. Crippled, for which he was willing to pay any price.
He replied without thinking: "I understand. I am willing to be the special commissioner. I am willing to be the gun in your hand. I will shoot wherever you point me and never retreat unless I die."
Feng Ju was telling the truth at this moment. , but at this time, he would never have imagined that this price might include far more than just himself.
The special commissioner patted Feng Ju on the shoulder with satisfaction, and raised a smile of appreciation at the corner of his mouth: "Feng Ju, do you know what I admire most about you?"
Waiting for Feng Ju As soon as he opened his mouth, the special correspondent revealed the answer on his own: "What I admire most is your courage to move forward without fear of life or death. He is so ruthless. Unlike some people who are always hesitant and timid, what kind of situation can such a person become?"
Feng Ju took a deep breath, his eyes were as firm as iron: "The only thing left for me is this. A life is worth a penny, so when it comes to doing something, you have to risk your life to do it.”
The special commissioner laughed loudly: "Okay! Then don't be in a hurry to leave the hospital. I will arrange for the director to install the most advanced mechanical prosthesis for you as soon as possible. After you recover, you will lead the old brothers in your patrol room to help me." Mask] was arrested and brought to justice."
Feng Ju's eyes flashed with determination. When he heard the word "[Mask]", his breathing became more rapid, and his tone revealed. Showing a kind of hatred and determination that is difficult to conceal.
He said categorically: "I promise to complete the task and live up to your high expectations."
The special commissioner promised without hesitation: "If you finish this matter, I promise to send you to the place you dream of. "
After the commissioner finished speaking, he suddenly turned to the door and said: "Who is outside?"
The door was gently pushed open, and Feng Yuhuai walked in from the outside. His face was slightly nervous and stiff, his voice was soft, and his speaking speed was slower than usual:
"Dad, mom said you I will be discharged from hospital today. The school asked for leave to come and pick you up from the hospital."
Feng Ju smiled and nodded to Feng Yuhuai, and then said to the commissioner: "Commissioner, this is my daughter Feng Yuhuai, who is in high school."
The special correspondent glanced at Feng Yuhuai and recognized that she was the female high school student who was riding in the same elevator as him. He did not think too much, but assumed a leader's posture and said with a smile: "Your father will not be discharged from the hospital today. , we have to wait for two more days."
The commissioner turned around to leave. Just when he passed by Feng Yuhuai, he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Feng Yuhuai again, and said with a smile. ：
"Your father is a rare talent. You should learn more from him so that you can overcome obstacles and have a bright future on your way to growth."
Feng Yuhuai lowered his head slightly and replied firmly in a small but firm voice: "Thank you. Thanks to your teachings, I have always regarded my father as a role model in my life.”
(End of this chapter)