The upset Yan Fenghuo found a secluded spot to sit down at the foot of the mountain. His whole head was dizzy, and he smoked the butt of the cigarette in his hand while he was in a daze.
"Doesn't it feel bad to hurt two girls in a row?" came a slightly dignified female voice.
Long Hongyu, dressed in police uniform, stood in front of Yan Fenghuo and handed him a freshly opened cigarette with her right hand.
"Hey, who do I think it is? It turns out to be Yun... Officer Long, hehe." Seeing Long Hongyu, Yan Fenghuo habitually called Yun Na, but he immediately changed his name.
"Is the injury healed?" Long Hongyu asked with a smile.
"It's not good, it's disfigured." Yan Fenghuo pointed at his bloody face.
"Peach Blossom Tribulation?"
"Indeed." Yan Fenghuo took the cigarette and held it in his mouth. He glanced at Long Hongyu, who was wearing police uniform, back and forth twice and asked, "Is your injury healed?"
Long Hongyu shook her head: "It will never get better."
Yan Fenghuo's wound was on his body, and Long Hongyu's wound was on his heart. Even if Jiang Yang was caught and killed, the wound in his heart would never heal.
"Let the past go by..." Yan Fenghuo just wanted to comfort Long Hongyu, but suddenly remembered that he couldn't let the past go by.
If the past is past, how could he help Hong Lin and how could he get involved in this whirlpool?
Yan Fenghuo didn't know what to say for a moment, and his cheeks that were still smiling became extremely heavy.
"Hey," Long Hongyu patted Yan Fenghuo's shoulder and said with a smile, "If I expect you to comfort me, I'm afraid I won't even have to spend this day, hahaha."
Long Hongyu's mentality seemed to be very good, but only she knew why she came here to find Yan Fenghuo. The first was to thank Yan Fenghuo for saving her life; the second was to seek comfort, which she thought Yan Fenghuo could give her.
It's just that she is not that kind of young girl. After experiencing a lot, she exudes the maturity that has accumulated. She can see that Yan Fenghuo is also a person with a story, and also has a past that he cannot face.
"I have no intention of comforting you." Yan Fenghuo rubbed his head, raised his head and said, "You don't need others to comfort you. People like you are very similar to me to a certain extent. As long as you get crazy, you can do anything, no.
?"
Long Hongyu smiled and nodded, but she didn't agree with Yan Fenghuo's words in her heart. In fact, people like them need comfort from others, precisely because they don't seem to need to be comforted on the outside.
"Yan Fenghuo, I'm here to thank you. Thank you for saving my life." Long Hongyu said to Yan Fenghuo sincerely: "At the same time, I also thank you on behalf of the organization. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid we would have suffered greatly.
Loss."
"Is there any bonus?" Yan Fenghuo smiled.
"There is a bonus. Laolongzhai will get a bonus, but it won't be yours."
"Why?" Yan Fenghuo widened his eyes and said unwillingly: "If it weren't for me, you would probably suffer great losses. This is what you just said, is there no bonus for this? After all, you are also a police superintendent.
Isn’t it trivial to apply for a bonus just by talking? I’ve been poor recently, really poor. Can you imagine how embarrassed a big man must be to get the highest allowance for conscripts?”
"Hahaha..." Seeing Yan Fenghuo's appearance, Long Hongyu laughed.
She was very happy, not because of Yan Fenghuo's expression and tone of voice, but because of Yan Fenghuo. She felt that she could only feel relaxed when she was in front of Yan Fenghuo, and even woke up from nightmares thinking about this big boy.
Everyone will feel safe.
"Why are you laughing?" Yan Fenghuo stood up and said with a grin: "If you don't get the bonus, you can just treat me to a meal."
"Okay, no problem." Long Hongyu agreed happily.
"Hey, I'm afraid I can't eat it." Yan Fenghuo curled his lips helplessly and looked at the few soldiers walking towards this side.
After learning about Yan Fenghuo's traces through the public security organs, the army immediately sent people to look for him. In the army, every soldier is extremely important.
"Yan Fenghuo?" A major walking at the front stared at Yan Fenghuo.
"Arrived!" Yan Fenghuo replied reluctantly, with a helpless expression on his face.
"Yan Fenghuo, a soldier from the fifth squadron of the third company of the XXXX Force Border Guard Battalion of the Southwest Military Region, please confirm your identity." The major looked solemn.
"My clothes are lost," Yan Fenghuo rubbed his nose and said, "I've lost my military rank badge and my gun, but I remember the gun number. Can I use this to confirm?"
The major blurted out: "Why didn't you lose yourself?"
Hearing this, Yan Feng was very happy: "It was already lost, but you found it. Chief, how long will I be detained when I go back?"
"Let's go back and talk about it first." The major turned his head and saw Long Hongyu's police title. He nodded and smiled at him as a greeting, and then continued to talk to Yan Fenghuo with a straight face: "This time the matter is more complicated. You
First, you must write a detailed report. As for whether you should be detained or not, that is another matter. The party committee will discuss it based on your report. In short, you should be mentally prepared first."
After hearing such words, any soldier would know that he would have to be put in solitary confinement when he returned, and then he would write a report honestly and wait for the punishment. However, this did not pose any problem to Yan Fenghuo, and solitary confinement was quite comfortable.
You have food and drink, and there are two sentries standing guard just for you. You are treated like an absolute leader.
"Comrade Major," Long Hongyu said, "I have a relatively clear understanding of what Yan Fenghuo has experienced, and I can cooperate with your investigation."
Long Hongyu said it very clearly: investigate.
The things Yan Fenghuo did were definitely meritorious, but a drug lord was involved. Why would an active-duty soldier help a drug lord? What is the relationship between them? This alone is enough for special political review
, is very serious.
Long Hongyu, who is already a high-ranking police official, understands this very well, and also knows what Yan Fenghuo may face. The fact of helping a drug lord is enough to subvert everything he has done.
"If necessary, we will definitely ask the police for help." The major declined with a smile, and said to the picket behind him: "Find some clothes for him to change into."
To be honest, Yan Fenghuo's current attire is indeed nondescript. He is wearing tattered casual clothes and a pair of old cloth shoes that are a specialty of Miao Village on his feet. Coupled with the blood on his face, he looks miserable.
After changing into a camouflage uniform and putting on boots to wipe off the blood on his face, Yan Fenghuo's whole appearance changed. His straight waist supported his sturdy figure, full of a powerful and flying temperament.
There was a strange color in Long Hongyu's eyes, and even she herself didn't know that there was an indescribable smile of joy at the corner of her mouth.
"Yan Fenghuo," the major smiled at Yan Fenghuo and said, "Please cooperate."
After he finished speaking, a picket stepped forward and took out handcuffs and cuffed Yan Fenghuo's hands.
"He is not a criminal!" Long Hongyu was furious and pulled Yan Fenghuo behind him to protect him, glaring at the major like a lioness.
The major did not expect that Long Hongyu, a senior police officer, would have such a big mood swing, but he quickly calmed down and said tit for tat: "Comrade police officer, please don't hinder the affairs of the army. There are some things that you should know very well, and you are better than ours."
The method is more serious. No one says that Yan Fenghuo is a criminal, but the matter has already happened, and we must deal with it accordingly. If you don't trust him, you can go back to the army with us."
"Okay, I'll go back with you." Long Hongyu nodded, and immediately took out his mobile phone and made a call to the bureau to apply.
The major did not stop him and allowed him to finish the phone call. He had visited countless people for political work all year round. He knew that Yan Fenghuo was not an ordinary soldier. This police officer must have a very close relationship with Yan Fenghuo. In order to prevent the temporary situation from expanding, he
Everything on the bottom line can be allowed, and everything will be discussed in the army.
"My superiors will communicate with your superiors, and I will assist and cooperate with your review of Yan Fenghuo."
"Okay, this is best."
The major nodded and smiled.
His mission is to find Yan Fenghuo and bring him back. As long as he is brought back, his mission will be completed, no matter what method is used.
Yan Fenghuo, who was in handcuffs, had a relaxed look on his face and happily greeted the people in the village, not minding him at all.
Long Hongyu followed him closely, with a look of anxiety in her eyes. She couldn't help but wanted to say something to Yan Fenghuo several times, but finally held back. In the end, Yan Fenghuo's laughter gave her a
A very strange feeling: this man doesn't care about anything, and nothing can overwhelm him.
Political censorship is a simple four-word word, but it involves too many things. In other words: Anyone who has experienced political censorship will probably not be optimistic in the future.
But Yan Fenghuo didn't take it seriously, or he didn't care about political censorship at all.
They saw more and more Miao people wearing handcuffs on Yan Fenghuo, one after another, gradually blocking the way and surrounding them.
At first, the major didn't notice anything. He was still smiling at these Miao people, but now he couldn't smile anymore, and he felt a strong sense of urgency in his heart.
"Yan Fenghuo, what's going on?" the major asked in a low voice.
"How do I know what's going on?" Yan Fenghuo shook his handcuffs and said with a smile: "Do you think I have the ability to let these people surround you? Don't make excuses, I'll never return the favor. I never form cliques. This is
The army's regulations include not having any relations with fellow soldiers."
"But these people?" asked the major in a low voice.
Several pickets behind them had already become nervous and reached out to touch their guns. However, they did not dare to act rashly. If a conflict between the military and the civilians was caused, the problem would be huge.
"They regard me as their friend." Yan Fenghuo said softly.
Indeed, for this kind of village, their concept of legal system is relatively weak. One person's friend is the friend of the entire village. When they see their friend being handcuffed, they will inevitably ask for an explanation, whether the other party is the police or the police.
soldier.
"Solve this problem." The major said with a wry smile: "We are just running errands, so you don't need to make things difficult for us, right?"
This is putting it mildly, but it is a pity that this situation is beyond Yan Fenghuo's control.
"Yan Fenghuo!" A slightly hoarse voice sounded, and the people in the village took the initiative to make way for the peacock to walk in.
Peacock's face was very ugly, his eyes were swollen and there were still wet tears at the corners of his mouth.
Seeing the peacock, Yan Fenghuo smiled bitterly, but then he became like a prodigal.
"Peacock, why bother?" Yan Fenghuo sighed: "What you like is just my appearance. You don't understand me at all. When you understand me..."
"Follow me!" Peacock interrupted Yan Fenghuo, stepped forward and grabbed him: "If you don't come with me, you won't be able to leave the village."
Peacock is a threat, but she does have the qualifications to be a threat in Laolong Village.
"Where's your brother?" Yan Fenghuo asked.
"Follow me!" Peacock stared at Yan Fenghuo stubbornly.
The major stabbed Yan Fenghuo quietly, nodded to him, and immediately helped him open the handcuffs. Long Hongyu pinched him from behind and sighed softly.
Peach Blossom Tribulation? Yan Fenghuo also felt that he had encountered a Peach Blossom Tribulation.