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    Chapter 163 Four Tones 75 Goodbye

    "The sudden fire at the Christine Art Center in Yongchuan has affected the hearts of all citizens. It is reported that a total of more than 3,000 infatuated fans who were planning to attend the memorial service for Mr. Song Shengsheng were trapped in the fire, including the employees of the Art Center who had not been able to evacuate and dozens of them. A policeman who rushed to the fire scene for the first time to participate in the rescue."

    "According to the trapped person who escaped the scene immediately, there were many fires in the Art Center, most of which were located around the trash cans. The fire protection system in the Art Center was damaged for unknown reasons."

    "At the same time, related news said that the Ludihu Tunnel and Yongchuan Avenue were seriously blocked, causing rescuers to enter the Xining Development Zone slowly."

    ...

    Countless messages spread through countless cellphones, phone calls, many crying, asking for help, and some leaning against each other.

    Xing Cong looked around and saw that his mobile phone never rang after he dropped the shutter. Many people around him were making calls, but it seemed that no one could successfully dial out.

    If it wasn't for the sound of Lin Chen running, communicating with someone, getting in the car and breathing heavily, he even felt that they were on a deserted island isolated from the world, and all the surrounding scenes were the same as those that would be shot in any disaster movie. No two.

    After the initial panic, the next is the most difficult time for help.

    Some people tried their best to smash the door, some started to smash the windows, and likewise, there were still people pouring down from the second floor. Obviously, even after all the windows were smashed, the escape speed would not be as fast as the flow of people.

    What's more, Xing Conglian's mind once again came up with the floor plan of the Christine Art Center. Although they are on the first floor, they are equivalent to the position on the fifth floor of an ordinary residential building, and it is extremely dangerous to escape from the window.

    Small explosions, fires, disconnected networks, blocked communications, difficulty in escape, failure of fire protection systems, this is the predicament they are facing now...

    And he looked at the performance information board that was originally standing, the screen was completely black, and the original scrolling subtitles disappeared, so now another problem has to be added, power outage...

    He quickly analyzed the current situation. There are indeed many problems, but it does not mean that they are really in a desperate situation. All problems always have a source and can always be solved. He looked to the side and asked, "What's the matter with the communication problem? "

    Chaos was soaked all over, his hair was dripping from his temples, and there was no despair in his eyes. Instead, he pulled out the laptop from his backpack in great spirit, and the first sentence was: "Fortunately, I bought a waterproof bag, Comrade Xiao Wang is so wise. "

    Although these words were very out of place, Xing Conglian rarely felt relieved.

    Dynasty quickly checked the signal: "It's not like the problem of the base station and the signal mask, it should be that there are too many people calling now, so the communication is blocked."

    The current situation is indeed more difficult to deal with than that of the Ansheng International Shopping Center. The power outage and the disconnection of the Internet mean that they cannot use the broadcasting system to appease the masses. Looking at the mobile phone screen in the space, Xing Conglian asked: "Can mass broadcast SMS?"

    "It's okay to send mass messages, but who is the key?"

    Xing Conglian looked out the window and said decisively: "Use the base station to send text messages to all mobile phone users in the signal coverage area."

    "It's the same as a scam text message, right!" Wang Chao's eyes lit up, "No problem, trivial."

    There were only sporadic raindrops on the ceiling, and faint white smoke was wafting out of the window. The fire on the second floor was getting bigger and bigger. The director of Xining Police Station wanted to lead people to rush upstairs against the flow of people.

    Xing Conglian grabbed the man and said calmly, "Wait a moment."

    "We have to go up and see what's going on!"

    Xing Conglian looked at the anxious faces of the head of Xining police station and several police officers, and nodded, he took out Dynasty's tablet, opened the floor plan, and said to several people, "This is our current location, this is the second floor. The fire shutters and emergency fire hydrants are located. For the convenience of description, the shutters are divided into areas A1-A10 from south to north. Please lead a team to clarify the fire situation in these 10 areas, of which A5 is the central hall. Exits and key areas will inevitably have a backlog of people, so be sure to pay attention to safety." After he finished speaking, he took out four sets of wireless earphones from his backpack, "Sorry, there are only these four sets, and this is my phone, we will communicate later. Please keep in touch when you recover."

    He immediately entered a series of digits into his mobile phone, and several people nodded solemnly to him, the kind of unrelenting gaze that Xing Cong would never forget for the rest of his life.

    ...

    When Lin Chen received the text message, he just got off the private car he was in. As he brushed past an anxious-looking father holding his daughter, the owner lowered the window to wish him luck.

    He looked up at the skyscraper in front of him, and then looked back at the towering building of the Art Center in the distance. The smoke began to linger around the building. The fire brigade of Xining Development Zone had driven the only two firefighting vehicles to the scene, but more than Facing the huge building and the wide plaza in front of the building, the two fire trucks seemed like a drop in the bucket.

    "The police have received an alarm. For smooth communication, if there is no emergency, please put down your mobile phone and do not make repeated emergency calls."

    Lin Chen rushed into the elevator entrance and pressed the button before he had time to read the text message he just received.

    The elevator door opened and he stepped into the elevator.

    "The fire situation is unknown. Please stay in a safe area as much as possible. Because the floor is too high, please do not use the window to escape. In case of thick smoke, please keep crawling and wait for rescue."

    The elevator climbed rapidly, and the red letter kept changing.

    "Don't panic, don't push, the police will do everything they can to protect everyone's lives, please believe us."

    Ding-dong, the floor arrival sound is heard.

    ...

    Inside the rolling gate.

    Xing Conglian's headphones kept ringing the voices of everyone else reporting the fire situation, but Lin Chen's voice was absent.

    "Squad, ahem... The fire in the A1 and A2 areas is not serious. We are temporarily unable to reach A3 and A4 due to the whereabouts of the rolling shutters."

    "The fire all spread from the vicinity of the fire exit, and the fire exit was completely unable to evacuate the masses."

    "According to the people who escaped from A5 and A6 just now, the fire was the most serious near the central hall with the most crowded people, but the situation inside is unknown."

    Xing Cong kept pressing the headset and looked at Chao Dynasty, "Can I contact the fans in the central hall?"

    Dynasty quickly retrieved the number from the fan meeting rush ticket list and dialed it.

    ...

    Mu Wenhua's cell phone suddenly rang.

    At that time, she was sitting in the front of the central hall writing a text message to her husband. After thinking about it, she still deleted the words "take care of her daughter".

    The screams all around have subsided, and there are not many crying. The people who tried to find the exit also retreated. The surroundings were pitch-dark. Except for the green light on the secret channel, there was only the light from everyone's mobile phone screen. From a height, it was like a sea of ​​stars, sparkling.

    Just now, the bag of a girl in the front row exploded, and the flames spread out. Fortunately, the other girl next to the girl had quick eyes and quick hands, and they happened to be sitting next to the fire hydrant. Someone was probably there. Bless them, the fire was successfully extinguished by a dry powder fire extinguisher. Except for a few people nearby who suffered burns of varying degrees, no serious damage was caused.

    There is already a faint smell of burnt in the air, and now, the burns are not too serious damage.

    Mu Wenhua looked around and pressed the answer button.

    ...

    Lin Chen is still climbing up, and the elevator will not directly reach the highest point. Although the Mr. Meijing may be anywhere in this high-rise building, in fact, he can only be at the highest point of practical significance, which is rooftop.

    Xing Conglian's voice kept ringing in his earphones. While appeasing the female fans in the central hall, Xing Conglian quickly learned about the fire situation, and by the way, he recounted the recent situation of the fire scene to him.

    Firefighters have begun to break down the door, and the rest of the area is not a big problem, but the fire started outside the central hall, and all the fans who participated in the meeting were trapped in the fire.

    "The most serious problem is." Xing Cong paused for a while, Lin Chen seemed to hear the sound of the cutter cutting the rolling shutter, "This building's own fire protection system has stopped operating across the board."

    "It's impossible, didn't the previous sprinkler system still work?"

    "I am afraid that the first floor has run out of water to store water, so the sprinkler system on the second floor of the fire site could not be started due to lack of water. If I am not wrong, the power outage caused the fire pump to have problems and could not pump water."

    "It's impossible!" Lin Chen took the handrail and ran up to the last floor, with the iron gate blocking the rooftop in front of him. "The fire protection system has two backup power sources, and the power will not be cut off even when the gate is opened."

    "So, the intelligent control system of this building was sabotaged."

    "You just said that the water source of the sprinkler system on the second floor was used up first because of the water leak on the first floor, which means that the murderer did not have the will to create a fire on the first floor. His target has always been those fans in the central hall on the second floor." He put his hand on the iron gate, and his thoughts turned, "Xing Conglian, there is a problem here, why must it be Song Shengsheng..."

    Lin Chen wanted to say something else, but he felt a light tap on the back.

    In the blink of an eye, he quickly drew his gun and loaded it, then turned and raised his wrist, but the man behind him didn't dodge, and at that moment, Lin Chen could only see the gentle smile hidden in the man's eyes.

    It was a middle-aged man with a gray suit and a black backpack. He had a pair of earplugs in his ears, as if he was listening to some light music. He aimed a gun at the man's forehead, and the man didn't hide or dodge, smiled at him. He said, "Lin Chen, I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come?"

    【two】

    Lin Chen has never been called by his name like that.

    It is very intimate and kind, with a hint of upward tilting tail, sweet, as if the parents are calling their beloved children, or the owner is calling the pet to go home.

    His gun was firmly against the middle-aged man's eyebrows, and the other's eyes were slightly curved, revealing a gentle smile. There was no fear in his eyes, but only a ball of peace. The next moment, the other party moved, Lin Chen's hand was on the trigger, and he couldn't pull it down. The middle-aged man stretched out his hand, touched his head kindly, and gently pinched his earlobe, finally without any fear. He moved his head away from his muzzle, turned slightly sideways, and pushed open the iron door behind him: "Let's see, let's go together."

    The wind is breezy on the rooftop, and the closer to the sky, the more dazzling the sun is.

    The sky is clear and blue, Lin Chen put away the gun, the other party's meaning is very clear, even if you have a gun, I can do anything to you, but you dare not shoot at me.

    It has to be said that the judgment of a trader like this gentleman on the situation is completely different from that of a pure pervert like Li Jingtian.

    Lin Chen followed behind the other party, standing in the position facing the literary and art center.

    The square was crowded with people, and it was like watching countless ants earn their lives from a high altitude.

    Under the blue sky, the silver-white building in the distance could not see any fire, but there was a faint white smoke wafting out. Lin Chen knew very well that when the raging fire could also be seen from his position, it was the whole building returning to the sky. When tired.

    The middle-aged man beside him looked down at the chaos under his feet with great relief, he suddenly seemed to remember something, retracted his gaze, and extended his hand to him: "Lin Chen, this is the first time we meet, let me introduce myself, my name is Liang Meijing, you can call it I am Mr. Beauty."

    Lin Chen also bowed to the other party very politely, and put his hand up to shake it: "Hello, Mr. Meijing."

    The other party rubbed his hands, as if he was willing to say that his husband was very happy: "Actually, after the last incident, I wanted to come to see you, but I have been busy with a lot of things recently, so I didn't go to you in time, I hope you don't. mind."

    "How come."

    Lin Chen turned the pistol for half a turn and stuffed it back into his pocket. Mr. Meijing seemed to appreciate his move: "Yes, we also have a rare opportunity to chat. It is better to use weapons to face each other than to face each other with sincerity."

    Lin Chen nodded and asked him, "Then can I sit down and chat?"

    When he asked this question, the middle-aged man was slightly surprised, but he quickly recovered: "Where do you want to sit?"

    Lin Chen answered his question with practical actions. He sat cross-legged directly on the roof. Although the cement platform at noon was hot from the sun, he still sat very comfortably. Then he raised his hand and patted the seat next to him. Signal the other person to sit together.

    Seeing this, Mr. Meijing smiled slightly. He took out a snow-white handkerchief from his pocket, spread it on the ground, and sat down. He smiled and looked at the fire field under the sky. The fire spread very quickly. In a short period of time, the orange-red flames had burned through the glass curtain wall, and they were dancing in the air.

    "I remember that at that time, your little sister also jumped off the building and died?"

    Lin Chen looked at the crow's feet at the corner of the middle-aged man's eyes, and said calmly, "Yes, at that time, the distance between me and her was almost as close as the two of us, but I still didn't save her."

    "So when you saw Song Shengsheng's body, did you feel the same way?"

    "How do you feel?"

    Mr. Meijing's eyes seemed to glow: "It's just that the person who wants to die is me, and I desperately blame myself for not saving them earlier?"

    "Yeah, heartache, that's all."

    "I'm really sorry for causing you so much pain, but you don't need to blame yourself too much, your little sister is really willing to die. She gave me oral sex the morning before she died, like a girl of that age, Electra The complex is so serious that even I can't stand it. You know, she also gave me a baby, but she ended up having a miscarriage, which is a pity."

    Meimei smiled bitterly, but Lin Chen could only see the sarcasm in that smile.

    "Why did you tell me this?" Lin Chen pointed to the earplugs in his ears, "The whole recording is recorded, can I assume that you are stating your guilt?"

    "Of course." Mr. Jingjing smiled, "Lin Chen, my child, I just want to talk to you before you die."

    Lin Chen supported Yi with one hand, supported his knee, easily pointed to the people around him, and then pointed to himself: "Why do you think it must be me who died between the two of us?"

    "Because I have the ability to foresee. Later, you will be willing to jump from this building and fall to the ground. I have seen such a scene with my own eyes. When you died, it was so beautiful."

    Lin Chen turned his head slightly, and the scorching sunlight made him hot. He asked seriously: "But I don't want to die, what should I do?"

    "There is no such thing in this world that you don't want to die without dying." Mei Jing laughed, "Song Shengsheng doesn't want to die either, he has lived like a dog for so many years, and I don't know how many people have been raped in order to survive, but then again What, you have to die in the end."

    "Do you really think so?" Lin Chen raised his head suddenly, looked at the helpless face of Mr. Meijing, and said seriously, "If you really think so, I suddenly feel that I have a little chance of being able to get out of here alive."

    ...

    The fire spread faster than expected.

    Li Chongyuan, as the first fire squadron to arrive at the scene, felt a sense of despair in the face of the behemoth in front of him and the scene that was constantly blocked by fire doors. He has been involved in fire rescue for almost 10 years, and he can retire honorably in half a month. In his more than 10 years of firefighting career, it is not that he has not seen a fire scene more serious than the current disaster, but there is no time when the shadow of death is more intense than this time.

    He held the cutting machine and used all his strength to cut open the rolling shutter in front of him. His teammates had already gone up to the more dangerous fire scene on the second floor to evacuate the crowd. The flames burned to the glass curtain wall, and a violent explosion sounded. According to his experience, such a fire requires more than 30 fire trucks, enough to cover the entire square. Now, he looks back at the square full of despair and continues to hold the machine in his hand.

    At the moment when the rolling shutter door was opened, someone kicked the door open, and people rushed out.

    He didn't have time to help the people evacuate, but looked at the gap in the door and saw two people in the corner who were constantly making calls. He remembered the urgent task assigned by the squadron leader just now, and hurried over and saluted the people: "Xing Hello Captain, Li Chongyuan of Xining Squadron, I have been ordered to assist you in dealing with the fire."

    The man didn't ignore him immediately, but lowered his head and listened to the phone. After a while, he hung up the phone, his tone was calm and calm, and there was no trace of panic: "Let me briefly report the current fire situation to you. , the trapped people on the first floor have basically been evacuated from the underground parking lot by the secret channel. Only our area and the same area on the opposite side have no secret channel for evacuation, but now the main problem is that the fire on the second floor is difficult to rescue, and all the secret channels are blocked. In addition, the lowering of the rolling shutters caused the division of the fire site, and some people were trapped." The man said, showing him all the fire points with a tablet computer. After he finished speaking, he drew a circle on the largest hall in the three-dimensional view, "The fire The central hall was surrounded, and there were 3,000 people in it. Due to the failure of the fire protection system, the smoke exhaust equipment stopped working. It is expected that the trapped people can last for 10 to 15 minutes at most, and they will first die from poisoning due to the poisonous gas produced by the combustion."

    Li Chongyuan suddenly raised his head: "It's too fast, we have too few people, it's impossible to evacuate 3,000 people in such a short time."

    "In your experience, what is the only possibility for the three thousand people in the central hall to survive?" the man asked him.

    Li Chongyuan looked around and filtered all the fire protection information of the Christian Art Center in his mind. He raised his head and said decisively: "Our follow-up squadron will arrive at the fire scene in 10 minutes at the earliest. The Art Center adopts R-level intelligent linkage fire fighting. system, unless the fire system is back up and running, the fire is likely to abate for a short period of time, but it is not clear what the problem is with the failure of the fire system."

    "The power distribution room." A very young technician said beside the criminal captain, "I just calculated that the fire protection system should never be activated. There are many fire monitoring points in any building. People can destroy all monitoring points at the same time, and the fastest way to make the fire protection system of the whole building fail in a short period of time is to cut off the main power supply, and I suspect that the power distribution room was blown up.”

    "Where's the backup generator set?"

    He and the punishment captain asked in unison.

    【three】

    The glass curtain wall kept bursting.

    Everyone stayed away from the building to avoid being hit by splashes, and every small explosion caused a scream from the crowd in the square. The turbulent flow of people kept pushing and shoving, and no one knew where the next flames would rise.

    The fire police raised the ladder to rescue the trapped people, and the trapped people were evacuated from the fire scene. In the end, only the police officers in navy blue uniforms continued to rush into the fire scene.

    Lin Chen looked at the purgatory-like scene under his feet, the voice of Xing Conglian deploying the on-site personnel constantly came from his earphones, and he gradually calmed down after listening to Xing Conglian's voice.

    Changfeng passed by, he pressed the headset, looked at the calm middle-aged man beside him, and asked, "I didn't hear what you said just now."

    "I said, there is no possibility that you can walk down this building alive."

    "why?"

    "You'll know right away."

    "You don't need to do it right away. Since you are waiting for me here, and you said that I would willingly jump off the building and commit suicide, I am afraid that you are holding on to the lives of many people, so you have the confidence to say this."

    "Lin Chen, you really amaze me." Mei Jing's face showed a look of approval, "So are you going to kneel down and beg me?"

    "Didn't you just say that I will jump from here willingly, my life is in your hands, so I don't need to kneel." Lin Chen said sincerely, "Then before I die, there is still something to save. Is there room?"

    "Hahaha." Mr. Meijing laughed very heartily, "Well, I'll give you three questions, just like the one you played with Li Jingtian, but a little more exciting than that."

    "Appreciate further details."

    "Look, we are very close to the edge of the rooftop now. You can ask me three questions. After I answer one, you take a step back. When I finish answering the last question..." The middle-aged man spread out In the palm of his hand, he breathed lightly, "You will turn around, disappear from here, and disappear with the wind."

    "Very interesting." Lin Chen patted the dust on his body and stood up from the ground a little loosely. He turned his back to the fire in the distance and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him.

    "You seem very confident?"

    "Because I'm really good at guessing, and you must remember to hide your thoughts."

    He said, taking a step back: "My first question is, why is Song Shengsheng?"

    ...

    When Xing Conglian heard Lin Chen ask this question, he was wearing a heavy fire suit.

    According to the staff who escaped from the negative second floor, the fire there is also very large, and there is no way to enter the central control area to find the backup generator set unless you pass through the fire field.

    "There is also an electronic door. I will give you the access card. You must hide it and don't burn it."

    A young man who claimed to be the secretary of the general manager of the Literature and Art Center handed him the door card, Xing Conglian nodded and took it, but the light voice coming from the earphone made him clench the card tightly.

    He could hear the wind whistling past the top of the high-rise building, and Lin Chen's questioning voice was almost inaudible by the wind, but he knew very well that Lin Chen was standing on the edge of the roof, and took a very firm step back, stepping on the on the line of death.

    At that moment, he really wanted to throw everything away and rushed upstairs to hold Lin Chen. He raised his head, looked up at the top of the building at a height of 100 meters, then turned back, put on an oxygen mask, and walked towards the basement.

    ...

    "Lin Chen, you actually use such a precious opportunity to ask why I chose Song Shengsheng, which really surprises me."

    "I'm dying anyway, it's more important to untie my knot."

    "Don't you understand?" Mr. Meijing sighed softly, "I chose Song Shengsheng because I know very well what kind of talent attracts you the most."

    "Listen to what you mean, Song Shengsheng is just a bait to lure us into the bait. The fire accident at the Art Center is to retaliate against us?"

    "How can you say it's revenge, it's more appropriate to say it's a return gift." Mr. Meijing said sincerely.

    "Because we caught Yang Dianfeng and destroyed your live broadcast, but why didn't this action directly target us?"

    "Lin Chen, my child, you are so naive." Mei Jing shook his head helplessly, "Look back and look at the people below who are crying so sadly, the heartache you have tasted, they will soon too. Taste it. What do you think they would think when they saw their loved one's charred corpse and heard that their loved one was just a victim of revenge?"

    Lin Chen asked in disapproval, "Why should I care what they think?"

    "Then let me tell you, there must be many, many of them who feel that if your police don't oppose us, these people will not die. It is you who think you are righteous who killed their loved ones."

    Lin Chen nodded: "Well, when these people speak out to condemn the police, you can add fuel to the flames and make this kind of voice gradually become the mainstream of society. In the future, law enforcement officers will not dare to speak up and start to do things with restraint. Is this the result you want? "

    "Yes, in fact, you should know better than me how easy it is to manipulate public psychology. People are ignorant and go with the flow. With a little manipulation, the innocent victims who died in this fire can become brainless star chasers. Many People will say they won't die if they don't chase stars, they just deserve it..."

    "Well, I understand. Although I think you are a little naive and busy, but after hearing you say this, Song Shengsheng's fans are dead?"

    "Don't be fooled, is this the second question, you have to step back." Mei Mei pointed to the ground behind Lin Chen.

    ...

    Mu Wenhua was sitting in the central hall, unaware that someone had already started a discussion about her posthumous social evaluation. In fact, everyone may have thought about their own way of death. It sounds disgraceful to be trapped in a fire because of chasing stars.

    However, Mr. Meijing probably wouldn't have thought that, in fact, what she was thinking about was similar to that of the consultant surnamed Lin who wanted to save her life. There are so many idiots in this world, if you have to listen to every idiot and keep it in your heart, it would be better to die sooner rather than later.

    Loving you and the people you love is more important in your life, and that's pretty much the heartfelt words of a mother and groupie who's about to choke to death in smoke. She completely kept her prostrate posture, looking at the photos of her daughter, husband, and her favorite Mr. Song Shengsheng in the album on the phone.

    She was humming a very light song, and then she heard the girl lying next to her humming too.

    The temperature of the air gradually increased, and the secret channel spewed out obvious flames. Although the fire had not completely burned through the walls of the hall, it was probably soon.

    ...

    Lin Chen took another step back.

    He didn't have eyes behind his head, but he could still feel the shaky feeling caused by the strong wind behind him and the 100-meter drop. Those were not hallucinations, but real pressure.

    Xing Conglian's heavy breathing sound came from his headset. Although he didn't know where the other party was, he could tell from the hard breathing that Xing Conglian should have entered the deepest part of the fire. It should be very dark and very hot there. It would take all the strength of one's body to take a breath. Xing Conglian's mask should be full of water mist. Wipe off some of the water mist, and he should be able to see the pair of faint green Tan Shui's eyes.

    "Of course not necessarily." Mr. Meijing sat on the ground, looked at the watch on his wrist, and said to him, "Lin Chen, in fact, as long as you jump from this building to atone for your sins, I guarantee that most of them can do it. survive."

    "1 life for 3000?" Lin Chen thought it was incredible, "This is too cost-effective, when did you start doing a loss-making business?"

    "It's not a loss at all. The legendary consultant Lin is still very valuable. In fact, you see, the death of you or the death of the people below is actually the same to me."

    "I understand. If I jump down as you said, I can tell many people in this world that evil can prevail. Those words are purely chicken soup for the soul. Humans always have to surrender to the stronger side."

    Mr. Jingjing stroked his hands and began to applaud: "So, Lin Chen, you still have 10 minutes at most." Jingjing took out a packet of small biscuits from her schoolbag, unpacked it, and put a piece in her mouth, "But this pair It should be difficult for you, after all, your indecision has already killed Song Shengsheng. You obviously have a whole month to save him, but what are you doing at that time, grabbing tickets? If you demand to meet Song Shengsheng with a tough attitude , maybe Song Shengsheng will suddenly summon the courage to tell you everything, our plan will not succeed, and the people below or you will not die..."

    "I'm dying, don't lie to me. Song Shengsheng is missing a tooth, you installed a monitor, and you threatened him with the fans' lives, so he won't tell me the matter." Mr. Feng on the top floor It was very sudden, Lin Chen sat down on the spot, very helpless and authentic.

    "Do you know about dentures?" Mr. Meijing finally showed some surprise on his face.

    "Yeah, I asked you just now why you are Song Shengsheng. Actually, there should be some reasons for him, right?"

    Mr. Meijing took out the kettle from the pocket on the side of the backpack, unscrewed the lid, and gurgled tea into the cup. He blew into the teacup, with a smile of recalling the past on his face: "Song Shengsheng, when I first saw him, I thought he was a very precious large dog with bright fur, and many people liked it. When going out, the little girls will love him to the point of screaming, and I really love him as my own child."

    Lin Chen asked patiently, "Then why did you destroy him?"

    "When he went to see Ai Ye for the first time, I happened to be there that day. I heard that he was abused over and over again, and I was also very distressed. But you also know that Li Jingtian is the grandson of Mr. Li, and we are in Xinni. The business still has to rely on Mr. Li, so Aino has a good temper to persuade Song Shengsheng to be patient. However, he does not agree. I have seen the wounds on his body. Still have the strength and Aino to beat the table, the whole person is full of fighting spirit, it seems to be burning."

    "and after?"

    "He was really disobedient, and we had no choice but to tie him to a chair on the spot. Aino pulled his mouth out, I took pliers and pulled out his teeth..." Meimei said, and drank it leisurely. Koucha, "You should really watch the scene at that time. He was bleeding a lot, and the pain was so painful that his throat was pierced. We also spent the best effort to stop the bleeding and put on dentures. But in the end, he looked at us. His eyes were still burning, and he didn't give in at all, which was really interesting."

    "Since he is that kind of person, how did you make him submit?"

    "You know, breaking a hound's leg and watching him linger in the kennel is the most interesting thing." Mr. Meijing squeaked and bit a cookie, "Actually, at the beginning, he didn't Stop and do little things behind the back, thinking we can't find out, but we really know everything. One day, he was in Xiangye's bedroom, and then I went in and caught him."

    "You punished him?"

    "It can't be called punishment, after all, the next day happened to be his record signing party. Before the meeting, Aino took him to stand at the height of the book signing party and showed him a piece of news. The news was The news of two girls in Fengchun University had a car accident. One of the Yuan girls, Song Shengsheng, knew one of his female fans who had a heart attack. He also donated a lot of money to the fan, and then Aino told him that his fan had a heart attack. The operation was a success, and they have already returned to university, because of his risky actions, we have to kill people overnight, so exhausting."

    It's hard for Lin Chen not to follow Mr. Meijing's voice back to that moment more than ten years ago, what Song Shengsheng experienced was more cruel than he could imagine.

    You can't live, you can't die, and that's probably all.

    "He's crying."

    "Yeah, he punched Aino and then cried. It is said that it was the first time he shed tears. He cried so badly, like a virtuous woman, he almost wiped his neck with a knife."

    "But you didn't let him die?"

    "Yeah, we told him that if he dares to die, I promise to kill a lot of his fans." When Meimei said this, she turned her eyes to the fire in the distance. The white smoke has turned blue, and everything is like hell, "I always count what I say."

    【Four】

    Mu Wenhua was singing, specifically, the girls in the entire central hall were singing softly.

    [There is no eternal love in this world, and no one can live forever, so let's be presumptuous, be cool, and let him go. 】

    For some reason, everyone chose the same song. They were all gathered together, but the fire was really too big, and some strong moms and fans kept the younger girls in the inner place. But everyone knew that they couldn't escape today, so they started to sing.

    That's one of Sheng's favorite songs. Although the lyrics in the whole song are very unsightly, it has a very, very nice name "I will be with you forever"

    I will be with you forever

    I don't know if it was a hallucination or some other reason. When she turned around, she seemed to see Sheng Sheng standing on the stage, and his whole person seemed to be glowing.

    He said, "Because I'm more handsome, it's better for me to protect you~"

    ...

    Traveling in the underground space was more difficult than expected. The backlog of smoke made the searchlights useless. Xing Cong was sweating profusely, and it was very difficult to breathe, but perhaps because the underground space was too quiet, he could clearly hear the sky at a height of 100 meters. of that conversation.

    He could hear Mei Jing's calm and joyful voice, and he could also hear the painful trembling in Lin Chen's voice when he asked the last question.

    But now he had to get those images out of his mind and listen carefully to the instructions in the headset.

    "Boss, Captain Li, there should be a staircase 5 meters in front of you. Go down the stairs and you can see the central control room."

    "receive."

    "The wooden girl in the central hall said that the fire has broken through the wall, and the smoke is particularly strong. They may not be able to support it for long."

    "I checked the information of the Art Center. The central control room adopts RM5 electronic door. After the power is cut off, the door should be automatically opened to ensure the safety of personnel. If it is not opened, I am afraid that the server will fail to open the door card, but you can enter the password directly. It should do."

    "Be sure to pay attention to safety, boss, no one will give me pocket money when you die."

    ...

    Lin Chen pressed the headset, and when he heard the last words of the dynasty, he felt very relieved.

    Punishing children raised by Conglian is really fearless.

    It was almost time, he patted the dust on his clothes and stood up from the ground.

    Seeing him get up, Mr. Meijing's eyes suddenly lit up: "Why, have they arrived in front of that electronic door?"

    Lin Chen shook his head: "Not yet, so is the electronic door manipulated by you?"

    Mei Jing smiled: "Is this the last question?"

    Lin Chen shook his head, but he still took a step back, the long wind blew his clothes fiercely, and he suddenly sneered: "My last question is, have you heard a very famous saying? "

    "What?"

    "The villain died of too much talk."

    Mr. Meijing laughed, he covered his mouth to prevent the cookie crumbs in his mouth from spraying out, which looked indecent, "What does this mean?"

    Lin Chen took out his gun without hesitation, pulled out the insurance, loaded the gun, and pointed at the middle-aged man on the ground between the eyebrows: "You are actually going around in circles. Song Shengsheng is the same, because we are provocative, so you are forced to kill."

    "It's a fact."

    "This is not a fact. This is a typical way of using motive A to hide motive B. In the final analysis, your motive was never to take revenge on us, but to kill Song Shengsheng's fans. You said just now that you knew that I was robbing tickets. It shows that you have been monitoring the voting system of the fan meeting, and the rules of rushing tickets at that time are also very interesting. It shows that every fan in the venue has been carefully selected. You deliberately selected Song Shengsheng's most senior fans. Here There must be a reason. And Song Shengsheng chose suicide to remind us just because you gradually realized this as you moved forward. The timing of his death couldn't have been more appropriate, Aino was arrested and we were able to get here in time because of he."

    The beauty just smiled and shook his head, but did not speak.

    "Song Shengsheng is the toughest life I've ever seen in my life, since you put that tooth on him, I'm afraid he hasn't said anything for many years, probably not even you have thought about it, the dead are actually real will speak."

    "Lin Chen, I'm the one who has known Song Shengsheng for many years, not you. Why do you think he doesn't want to meet you? Because he doesn't dare. His bones have been broken, and even his tendons have been spasmed. Come out. You don't know how much he wants to go back to the stage, even if he is on his knees, he has to crawl back. So he couldn't bear to die. If he was as smart as you said, he would have known what we wanted to do, and he would have killed himself. Why do you have to choose today?"

    "Yeah, I also want to know why it must be today."

    The sky was clear and the sun was dazzling, Lin Chen glanced at the bright sky and asked very seriously.

    Song Shengsheng, what else do you want to say that I didn't hear?

    ...

    In the underground space, in front of the sturdy electronic door, the prompt tone indicating that the password failed continued to sound.

    Xing Conglian turned his head, behind him was a flood of hot black smoke, and he could not see any firelight. Beside him, the firefighters who went down to the fire with him were constantly trying to open the door with a key card.

    But fail, fail, still fail...

    Finally, Li Chongyuan threw away the door card, took out the tools from the tool box he carried with him, and prepared to pry off the electric control board directly.

    "Dynasty, is there any other way, the door won't open, is it feasible to pick the lock? Or electronic hedge?"

    "I rely on the boss. Logically, this electronic door will open automatically when the power is turned off. You don't even need a password. Tell me, is the mode on the electronic display panel fail safe or fail security?"

    Xing Conglian looked immediately: "fail security."

    Dynasty roared: "Which idiot set the door to fail security mode, does he think the central control room is a vault? Boss, please tell Li team not to try to break the door, fail security mode is the highest security level, forcibly breaking the door will automatically lock, I promise You must not be able to open it in a short time!"

    Li Chongyuan stopped immediately, while his Earmeli Dynasty was still talking, but Xing Conglian suddenly felt that the surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that he could only hear Lin Chen's gentle breathing.

    "Lin Chen, we want a password." He said to him.

    ...

    Lin Chen held the gun and took a step forward.

    Probably noticed the change in his face, the middle-aged man sitting on the ground said: "The door is not easy to open, right? In this way, you can leave me a phone number, and after you commit suicide, I will tell them the password, don't worry, I Always speak up."

    "You changed the code for the electronic door?" he asked.

    "Bingo, so do you really want to save people?"

    Lin Chen thought this was really funny: "I said just now, Mr. Meijing, villains often die of talking too much. In fact, this is also a psychological problem. Villains like you are proud, arrogant, and think they control the whole world. So at the last moment of victory, you can't help but brag about yourself, so it's always easy to talk too much nonsense. If you talk too much, I suggest you shut up now, just like my real advice to Li Jingtian, from now on Don't give me any chance to guess the answer."

    "Even if you want to guess, you have to master my life information, but you don't even know who I am..." Jingjing whispered softly.

    Looking at Mr. Meijing's smug and cunning smile, Lin Chen calmly said, "I don't need to know who you are, I have already said so much to me just now, and I know you well enough."

    "Is it?"

    "You are cynical, with obvious anti-social and narcissistic personality disorder. You see human life as a mustard, you think that all living beings are evil, and you look down on all ordinary and ordinary beings. You treat human life as a child's play, and you always feel that it is all set by you The game and everyone is just a pawn in your hand. You ridicule the fans for their stupid love for Song Shengsheng, of course, you think Song Shengsheng is also stupid, and you look down on him very, very much."

    "He really is a dog."

    "As I said just now, your biggest problem is that you think Song Shengsheng is a plaything under your control. I think, I am afraid that he has created this impression on you because of his ignorance and condescension to you. He has high fighting spirit every day that he is under your control. He will never compromise and never give up. This is a battle that will not end unless he reaches the end of his life. Since he chose death, it means that he has used death to usher in the final victory."

    "You praise Song so loudly that I'm going to blush."

    "So, was that password really set by you?" He sneered and took another step forward.

    After he asked that question, he could clearly see a crack in the decent smile on Mr. Meijing's face.

    "You don't need to answer, your expression has already told me the answer." He pressed his finger lightly on his lips and made a silent motion, "People like you like to play those cruel games of human nature. Let Song Shengsheng know. Whether his resistance killed his fans, or forced me to commit suicide to save people, you always harbor the greatest malice towards this world, but you like to play with meaningless and symbolic things. The unopened password door kills those fans who love Song Shengsheng. Excuse me, who would you use to come up with the numbers?"

    After Lin Chen finished speaking, he took another step forward, and he was getting closer and closer to the malicious avatar on the ground, "Your expression tells me that that person is Song Shengsheng. You wouldn't be so stupid that you asked Song Shengsheng your best What number do you like, and are you going to use his favorite number to kill those who love him the most?" He didn't give Jingjing any chance to speak, because he finally knew why Song Shengsheng chose to die today, "Yesterday, he came here. Rehearsal here. Of course he can't know your plans, but he's such a smart guy, and when he gets here, he'll finally put all the details together. He finally knows what you're going to do. You're going to kill, you're going to kill There are many, many people, so he must use his own death to stop all this. He understands your vileness. Maybe you just asked him casually that day. When you really set the password, you may not use the string of numbers he thought. But when he committed suicide , but you are more likely to use the number he thinks, because the password set by the living person can always be cracked, but the password created by the dead person will not, right?"

    Mr. Meijing's face was ashen, and his face finally lost the mild and humble disguise. He laughed cruelly, it was an evil life from ancient times, his mouth was full of blood, and he lived by devouring goodwill.

    Lin Chen knew that he guessed right: "Are you thinking, what did you ignore that allowed Song Shengsheng to pass on the password. But he obviously didn't say a word to us. You haven't thought about it, right? That old dog that you look down on, can still stab you in the heart after death."

    Mei Mei grinned: "No, you guessed wrong, that's the password I set, Song Shengsheng, the old dog, doesn't know anything at all."

    "No, that was the number he thought."

    The scorching sun is dazzling, and the wind is blowing through the sky.

    Lin Chen said slowly: "Song Shengsheng entered the showbiz too early, he hasn't read too many books, if it was set by him and the password to be passed would not be too complicated, but only those who love him can guess it. You should know that the symbol & that Song Shengsheng liked to draw, but I didn't see that symbol in the bathtub where he died. I kept thinking, why not draw that symbol for a man of faith like him?"

    "why?"

    "Because Song Shengsheng once said at a concert that if one day I die, please sing a song for me. It is a song full of who your mother loves, but the name is unexpectedly touching. The song is from his beloved fairy tale, and only long-time fans will know that on that album's lyric book, there is a decorative & after every line except one. That line of lyrics is as long as a footbinding. , but because of typography, there is a missing & at the end."

    "So the password he set is that lyric."

    Lin Chen didn't know how the man who had his teeth pulled out, was threatened, and lived in the shadow of the hanging sword all day, did all this. He didn't even know what Song Shengsheng was relying on to achieve himself on stage. choose suicide before his wish.

    But Song Shengsheng, who is reckless, indulgent, and should have a life like fire, is full of fighting spirit and never gives up.

    He once asked himself whether suffering and pain would make the soul humble, he thought, Song Shengsheng had already given him the answer.

    He seemed to see the 18-year-old Song Shengsheng with a hearty smile and said to him: Hey, I'm so proud, how can I bow my head to this bullshit like fate, I will never bow my head like fate.

    He took the last step and used the muzzle of the gun to hold the middle-aged man's eyebrows: "General."

    end

    The water curtain is overwhelming.

    Mu Wenhua was helped out of the fire. Although she had waited for a long time in the fire just now, her body was hot, but the moment she stepped into the sun, she realized for the first time that the sun was so warm.

    Across countless people, she saw the man she loved the most in her life rushing towards her holding her daughter at first sight, and then her lovers hugged her tightly in their arms with unprecedented strength.

    She kissed her daughter's tender cheek, and wiped away the tears on her daughter's cheek with her smoky fingers.

    ...

    The square was full of people.

    Although before the power was turned on, Dynasty had already sent a text message to remind everyone to lie down as far as possible from the fire point and pay attention to the high temperature water vapor, but some people who were too close to the fire point were still burned by the heat, but compared with death, suffering A little wound is nothing, and it can be cured by inhaling thick smoke. Anyway, as long as people are still alive, there is hope.

    Anyway, Comrade Xiao Wang thought so.

    A lot of long-legged nurse sisters came down from the ambulances that came one after another, and were doing simple dressings for the injured.

    He was finally able to sit more comfortably in the police car, blowing the air conditioner, and looking at his notebook, but he estimated that his boss's roar would come out of his headset in a while, asking him to go do this and that. If the boss asks him to repair the server, repair the network or something, he feels that he must charge a high price. In short, go to a battle network and buy the Overwatch 328 Digital Collection Edition.

    ...

    Lin Chen didn't know how he got downstairs.

    There was a pile of torn corpses on the ground, and just now, the beauty jumped down from the tall building. He didn't even have time to pull the trigger to react, and the other party chose death.

    It turned out that 1 exchanged 3000, and the person who finally committed suicide by jumping off the building became Mr. Meijing.

    He walked around the body of the man on the ground and pushed away all the police officers who wanted to help him.

    Perhaps it was because he had been in the sun for too long, and he only felt a splitting headache and severe pain in his eardrums. The beeping sound of the electronic door failing to unlock kept ringing in my ears, and it was constant and desperate.

    He felt that he could not distinguish the chronological order, and all the pictures became blurred, but in his mind he clearly remembered the last scene before Meijing jumped off the building.

    The gentle middle-aged man stood up before his gun, his lips moved, and he said with a smile, "Please say hello to Captain Xing for me."

    After saying this, the beauty quickly ran to the edge of the rooftop and jumped down with an extraordinarily cool style.

    For some reason, after that, he tried to keep calling Xing Conglian but got no response. He felt the gun in his hand so heavy that he could barely hold it. If Jingjing's revenge targets the two of them, Xing Conglian may be in danger, and with his gun in his hand, any attack on the fire will be very dangerous.

    He ran to the square, surrounded by people leaning against each other, men and women hugging and kissing, with happy smiles on their faces for the rest of their lives. There was water sprinkled in the sky, and the fire had gradually extinguished, but there were still sporadic sounds of beep and glass cracking.

    But he could not find the dynasty or Xing Conglian, and there was no familiar face as far as he could see. He kept asking everyone where Xing Conglian was, but there was no response. Some people even asked him strangely: Who is Xing Conglian and who are you?

    Yes, who is Xing Conglian and what is his relationship with him?

    He stepped into the fire and saw the silver-gray security door that had been cut open. The door was empty, and the person he was looking for was not there.

    He wanted to shout loudly, but found that his throat was so nervous that he couldn't make any sound.

    The ground was wet, very wet, and everything fell apart. Occasionally, he brushed past some firefighters and rescued crowds, and he was not able to answer when someone asked him where he was going and who he was looking for. There were a lot of voices in his ears again. It seemed that someone was singing in the square. It was the same song, Song Shengsheng's song. The singing seems to penetrate the bright light of the night, adding a bright color to the surrounding chaos.

    Some people sing: There is no eternal love in this world

    He walked towards the basement, there was only the green light of the secret channel in the space, the surroundings were dark, very dark, and there were water drops on the ceiling.

    He gradually heard the sound of footsteps. It was a fireman dragging his feet. He grabbed the other person and asked the question again: Where is Xing Conglian?

    The other party scratched his head, then took off the mask and said to him, "You look for Captain Xing, he was still downstairs just now."

    He let go of the man and ran to the lower space. He pushed open every fan in the ground, but he didn't find the person he was looking for.

    The singing in the square seemed to be transmitted through the layers of cement boards, but it could also be his auditory hallucinations.

    no one can live forever...

    Someone is harmonizing the song: no one can live forever...

    He was about to push open the last iron door at the end of the corridor when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

    He turned his head suddenly, drew his gun, and pressed it against the man's forehead.

    Then, he saw a pair of green eyes, as if it was the clearest spring water in the forest, or a very light wind brushed the corners of his eyes and brows.

    The man's face was disgraced, his face was already blackened by soot, but with a smile in his eyes, he said to him, "It's me, don't be afraid."

    At that moment, Lin Chen suddenly heard countless voices pouring into his ears, and many people were shouting: So let's be presumptuous, let's go fuck him and let him go...

    There is no eternal love in this world, and no one can live forever, so let's be presumptuous, be cool, and fuck him!

    So let's be presumptuous, let's get the fuck out of here!

    He let go of the gun in his hand, grabbed the man by the hair, pushed him against the wall with great force, and kissed him hard.

    I was born in the sky, grew longer than the scorching sun, I soared in the wind and never went far

    Dear girl please don't cry for me

    - Song Shengsheng

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