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    At four o'clock in the afternoon on October 5th, Lingcheng Police Officers Academy, not far from Nancheng City.

    The warm autumn sun is gradually dissipating, and it will be replaced by the cold winter. The sky is a little gloomy, and the clouds are getting thicker, blocking the sun, as if it is about to rain.

    This is one of the three major police academies in Quanjiang Province, and it has set up many related professional disciplines to continuously supply professional talents to the police stations all over Quanjiang.

    The buildings on the campus are square, not as free and loose as ordinary colleges.

    At this time, during the National Day holiday, many students have already taken vacations, and there are many fewer people on campus. However, there are still some elective courses that have not been suspended, and some tutors with graduate students have not rested.

    Wu Qing had just finished a day of tutoring and answering questions, and was pushed out of the teaching building by a short-haired female student in a wheelchair. When she arrived outside the building, the female student suddenly stopped: "Mr. Wu... It seems that it is about to rain."

    Wu Qing smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I took the umbrella, but you have to go back early."

    The female student said, "I checked the weather forecast today and issued a red warning, saying that a typhoon is coming, what is the name of the gar."

    She has seen in the book that the gar seems to be a kind of fish, large, ferocious, and carnivorous. With such a name, it is not difficult to imagine the intensity of this typhoon.

    "Yes." Wu Qing said, "The name of this typhoon is quite interesting."

    There was a gust of wind blowing over, and the female student was a little cold, and shrank her fingers into her sleeves: "It seems that in previous years, there has never been a typhoon so late."

    Wu Qing smiled and said: "There are typhoons all year round in the Northwest Pacific Ocean, but they are mostly concentrated in summer. There are not many typhoons that can affect the whole river in autumn, but it is not impossible."

    The female student wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped: "Mr. Wu..."

    Wu Qing also saw the person standing in front, it was a man in his fifties. At this time, Wu Qing raised his head, and he turned to look at him.

    The man's figure has been maintained well, and the whole person stands there like a gun, which makes people feel majestic.

    Wu Qing calculated the time and knew why Song Cheng was here. He was probably here for recent events.

    The long-time partner looked at each other for a moment.

    The years will leave ravines, and the two of them are no longer young.

    Wu Qing turned to the students and said, "Go back first, I can do it myself."

    The female student was a little hesitant.

    Wu Qing added: "It's nothing, it's my old friend, don't worry." His voice was not fast, his voice was low and slightly hoarse, which made people feel safe and at ease after listening.

    The female student just snorted and took her things: "Then Mr. Wu, I will go back to you with the revised paper."

    After speaking, the female student turned around and walked away in three steps, still a little worried.

    Wu Qing rolled his wheelchair and moved forward for half a meter and said, "Sorry, no one usually comes to school to look for me, and the students look a little strange."

    Song Cheng stepped forward and pushed the back of the wheelchair with his hand: "I came to you this time to talk about the recent incident in Nancheng, to send you back, or to talk outside?"

    Wu Qing said: "You haven't been back to your alma mater for a long time, haven't you? Now the construction here is completely different from the past. It's still early. Before dinner, you can push me around the campus casually."

    Song Cheng pushed his wheelchair and walked past the teaching building, with green plants in front and a playground in the back. There is also a newly built library and swimming pool.

    Wu Qing is right, there are indeed a lot of changes here.

    They used to be alumni of different levels, and later worked together in Nancheng. The two people's lives are too much linked together. They used to be close comrades-in-arms and people who can be handed over to each other behind the scenes. Appearing, changed their fate. So far, Song Cheng can't remember the last time the two met.

    He only remembered that he and Wu Qing had a fight before, and they broke up and lost both.

    At that time, Wu Qing believed that the task force should not be disbanded, and should be thoroughly investigated regardless of sacrifice, so as not to leave disaster. However, he received an order from his superiors, thinking that he should avoid its edge, drink courage and taste blood, and avoid further casualties.

    Just after that quarrel, Wu Qing ignored his obstruction and resigned to teach here. And he rose all the way because he listened to the commander's road to be smooth.

    But those are all superficial.

    Song Cheng knew that in the past ten years, Wu Qing had never stopped investigating those things. And he never cut the 519 case from his heart.

    Today, Nancheng is once again shrouded in clouds...

    Thinking of this, Song Cheng sighed and said, "The recent incident in Nancheng is your work. You recommended Lu Siyu first, and let him be in Song Wen's team."

    Wu Qing lowered his head and said, "Lu Siyu is the best student I have taught in recent years. Is it bad to let him help Song Wen?"

    Gollum of the wheelchair rolled over the green space of the playground, and the winter grass gave off a fragrance of life.

    Song Cheng continued: "You let him go to let him cooperate with your actions, right? Zhang Peicai was also guided by you, so he would inquire about the truth of Wushan Nursing Home. You have never come out of that case..."

    Wu Qing said: "Since you know this, why do you want Xu Changying to take over the affairs over there?"

    Song Cheng knew that this person was asking, and he said, "Restarting 519, isn't this what you've always wanted? I'm afraid I choose Xu Changying, it's all in your plan."

    He asked Lu Siyu to go to the Nancheng Bureau, and then used Zhang Peicai to focus everyone's attention on the case of the Wushan Nursing Home. He didn't want Song Wen to participate in the case again, and the matter was too big and had to be dealt with, so he dispatched Xu Changying Be responsible for.

    The chain of events of all this is like pushing the dominoes.

    Recently, Xu Changying was killed in a car accident, and Song Cheng was also anxious and heartbroken.

    Xu Changying's last phone call before his death was to Lu Siyu, and then Lu Siyu disappeared...

    Song Cheng later realized that someone was manipulating the relationship.

    He lowered his head and asked Wu Qing, "I want to know, how did you get Xu Changying to contact Lu Siyu?"

    Wu Qing didn't shy away and said, "A year ago, I found some people Xu Changying knew, and I asked them to mention my proud disciple to Xu Changying. When Xu Changying found out that someone had infiltrated the police station. , when the surroundings are unsafe, it is natural to think that the victims of the 519 case will never reveal their news.”

    Song Cheng wanted to understand the link. Xu Changying may have heard the name of Lu Siyu from a long time ago. Some people recommended it, some people mentioned it, and some people said it casually, which made him continue to deepen his impression of Lu Siyu, and his heart was full. good feeling.

    This is a kind of psychological suggestion. When he heard it for the first time, he might not have any impression, but when he mentioned it for the second time and the third time, he would become curious about this person, and even felt that it was a kind of fate. At this stage, Xu Changying and Lu Siyu should have been completely kept in the dark.

    When Xu Changying came to Nancheng's team, saw Lu Siyu's file, and met him again, he would have enough interest in this person.

    Then Xu Changying found out that Lu Siyu was the victim of the case...

    Someone in the police station betrayed the news, and it seemed that there were enemies everywhere, but Lu Siyu became his natural ally because of his identity.

    The matter was deduced step by step, and when the accident happened, Lu Siyu was the only one Xu Changying could trust.

    Wu Qing sighed: "However, in my plan, I didn't expect Xu Changying to sacrifice because of this. It seems that what he found should be very important."

    Song Cheng's hand clenched the handle of the wheelchair: "Everyone is your pawn, whether your student Lu Siyu, Zhang Peicai, Xu Changying, or even Song Wen, are all played by you. In the palm of your hand, who can compare to you in terms of deep thinking..."

    Now, Lu Siyu is leaving. Let him have to ask the initiator behind this. But he was still so indifferent in front of him.

    If Nancheng is a chess game, the person in front of him is a person who holds a child, holding a white stone in his hand, fighting against those dark evils.

    Song Cheng didn't even know whether he, who came here to meet him, was also in Wu Qing's calculations.

    Wu Qing smiled: "each other, didn't you send someone to monitor my phone and flip through my things before?"

    Song Cheng stopped. They were standing in the corner of the playground. At this time, there were almost no people on the playground, only a few students passing by in a hurry. He lowered his voice: "According to the progress of my previous report, Xu Changying should have found the fourth robber from the clues that we found that year, the only robber who is still alive, who knows the truth and has hidden his identity for 19 years. What Xu Changying told Lu Siyu should be her identity and Where is it? If Beluga knew that they had found this step, they would definitely find someone to kill him. Because that is the only witness that can prove that he is related to the 519 robbery."

    Therefore, this car accident will happen, and Xu Changying will sacrifice.

    Now, Lu Siyu is also in danger.

    Wu Qing paused and said, "You know what I am looking for and what I want. The reason why I left the front line and came here to teach is because I feel that many people are untrustworthy."

    Wu Qing had reminded Song Cheng before that there might be insiders in the police station in Nancheng, but Song Cheng's inaction at that time made him completely give up. In his eyes, Song Cheng was nothing but a traitor who exchanged interests with the other party and sought skin from a tiger.

    "What happened back then was not what you imagined." Song Cheng said. Before he walked to the wheelchair, he squatted down and looked at Wu Qing. The person in front of him was elegant and handsome. The years had not left too many marks on his face, but he also saw white hair in his hair.

    Song Cheng lowered his voice and said word by word: "Wu Qing, please tell me. Lu Siyu, where is he now?" He asked someone to check Lu Siyu's identity information, but he should have changed The way of contact was completely lost at this time.

    Seeing Wu Qing's silence, Song Cheng said again: "Song Wen should have followed. You can't care about the life and death of the children like that."

    Among the two, Song Cheng looked tough and unsmiling, but Wu Qing was actually the one who was cold-hearted. He always believed that fighting against evil would inevitably lead to sacrifice. In order to win, he did not remember life and death, even his own life. Can become a weight, placed on the balance.

    Such thoughts undoubtedly influenced Lu Siyu.

    Lu Siyu disappeared, and Song Wen suddenly asked for leave. At first, Song Cheng was not too worried. In addition, he had been busy with Xu Changying's funeral and could not be distracted.

    Until noon today, Gu Bureau said that Song Wen's phone could not be connected, Song Cheng was a little anxious, and found the location of Song Wen's last call, which was near Xinchuan. After thinking about it, he directly found Wu Qing here.

    Wu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Song Cheng, "Can I still trust you now?"

    Song Cheng pulled up his wrist, and the bones of his hands under the clothes were slender. Wu Qing was sitting at this moment, and he could still see that his body was thin. Under the clothes, I am afraid it is just a dry bone.

    What Song Cheng did was a bit of a coercive move, but Wu Qing didn't feel any threat.

    "After so many years, you should know me best, and I should know you best. No matter what happened before, I still have to say that my original intention has not changed." Song Cheng helped him straighten the folds on his sleeves. , raised his head and looked directly into Wu Qing's eyes, "I will explain to you what happened before, I have now made up my mind and want to completely solve these disasters in Nancheng, I hope you can tell me, now I hope you can help me and go to Nancheng with me."

    Wu Qing knew nothing about Song Cheng's character. It was not easy for the person in front of him to say such a thing.

    Now, he wants to shake hands and make peace, and even wants to work with him again.

    After hearing this, Wu Qing lowered his head and thought for a moment: "I still have a few days off, so I can take time to go to Nancheng with you. As for where they go, it's not that I don't tell you, but that... … Now even if you know, there's probably nothing you can do. You might as well trust the kids."

    Song Cheng stubbornly asked again: "Where is that place?"

    Wu Qing was silent for a moment, and finally said, "South Shark Island."

    Some parts of Quanjiang Province are close to the sea, and there are some small islands near the sea. Nansha Island is one of them. It is only less than three hours by sea from Xinchuan Wharf. Many seabirds, there is a holy place for tourism in recent years.

    And there is also the place where Typhoon Gar is about to hit.

    A storm gathers here.

    Six hours before this time, the last boat to Nansha Island before the typhoon had already left on time...

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