Chapter 1: Chapter1

boom--!
Gas waves rushed towards Mars, and the gravel was burning and splashing in the explosion. The load-bearing wall couldn't hold up. A new round of collapse collapsed from a distance. The stubble in the flame fell from the top of the head like a torrential rain, blocking the flashing police lights and the boiling human voice from the distance:
"The command center asks for reinforcements!"
"Where is the Jiang team, what about the Jiang team ?!"
"It's not good that the Jiang team rushed in! Hurry !!!!"
...
Purgatory turned into mottled and distorted color blocks, and the chaos quickly receded like a tide; the palms of the buttocks were burned, and the blood flowing from the five-finger end was quickly evaporated by flames. But he had no pain and could hear nothing. No matter how many times the same scene was repeated in the dream, the whole world only sounded his hot, hoarse gasp, and then he raised his gun to the devil's figure that was gradually coming out of the sea of ​​fire.
boom!
Figures are getting closer.
boom!
Bang Bang Bang!
The bullet submerged into the illusory shadow, as if passing through the air, and silently dropped into the fire.
He loosened his hands, dropped in front of the 92 style, and made an insignificant click in the sea of ​​fire.
"I'm here," he heard the serpent-like voice behind him, and gently leaned into his ear with a cold smile, then stroked his hand over his cheek and said, "Jiangzhan, I'm here."
The thousandth time, he turned back from his dream, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the backlighting in the nightmare.
"Go to hell, be with me." The figure smiled and said, "Everything is over for you ... forever."
He closed his eyes, and the last hint of consciousness heard the howling fire approaching, and the siren went from a distance. But the raging flames devoured everything, the earth shivered and cracked, and countless demon claws stretched out, dragging him alive into the abyss of the sun ...
Three years later, Jianning City.
Jiang Zhan opened his eyes.
Sunlight was thrown into the ward from outside the tulle curtains, and the white and clean walls reflected the halo. A bunch of white roses in front of the bed still left dew, exuding a fragrant fragrance, and the nurse's soft voice floated through the concealed door slit:
"The 538 bed is going to be discharged today. You tell the director that you are going to list the family ..."
"It's been unconscious for several years, and I can wake up and be discharged from the hospital!
"Shh!" The head nurse said quietly, "do your work!"
The footsteps gradually went away, and Jiangzhan did not respond.
He kept his awake posture, leaning on the lounger in front of the window, deep in his pupils, with the indifference to nightmares, reflecting the lush trees and the blue sky farther away.
After a moment, the door of the ward was gently opened, and someone approached carefully. Jiang Zhan didn't look back. The person didn't stop until he was on his side, and said softly, "Jiang."
Yang Mei's carefully dyed curly hair, black dress, red nails, platinum bag, and under the arm was a large envelope just brought out of the doctor's office. When he saw his eyes cast, Yingying smiled: "I see you I didn't wake you up when I fell asleep. The procedures are all done, the car is downstairs, let's go. "
Jiang Zhan silently nodded, and then nodded.
This is a well-established private nursing home in Jianning. Even if it only hangs equipment to support life, it costs a lot of money, not to mention that he was in good health when he woke up, and wanted to get quite careful care in the past few years.
In any case, after three years of unconsciousness, it is still difficult to recover immediately as usual.
"Have you heard that the 538 who was unconscious for three years is her fiance!"
"It's so sweet that Bai Fumei is so infatuated ..."
"The youngest also make evil, shouldn't he be able to stand up later?"
...
Yang Mei personally pushed the wheelchair into the elevator, and the doors slowly closed to isolate the words that were stolen from the air.
The elevator started to descend, and Jiang Zhan's expressionless face was reflected on the metal door, but Yang Mei behind him was a little stunned, and coughed: "When I was transferred to the hospital here, the nurse asked me to fill out the form, and there was a question about family relationships. It was also a moment of confusion ... "
Jiang Zang said, "If it weren't for you, I would be dead."
"How can you say that? If it wasn't for Jiang, I don't know where to go to jail now, I'm all you today--"
"But those people didn't give up on me." Jiang Dian interrupted her. "I have difficulty moving, and there is a risk of death. Be careful not to be dragged by me."
Yang Mei still wanted to say something, but when she saw the reflection on the elevator door, Jiang Zha closed her eyes and had to hold back.
The lanterns have not yet come down, and the neon lights of KTV at Night Palace have already turned on early. A big Ben pulled up at the back door. Yang Mei got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat. Just to go with the driver, Jiang Zhan raised her hand to stop her.
Jiang stopped holding the car door, and when he exerted his strength, he made an inconspicuous groan, and suddenly stood up after a while.
"Oh, brother, please slow down!" The driver subconsciously reached out, but saw that Yang Mei was one step ahead of him, and he took the first step to help people, and walked towards the entrance of the KTV back door.
It has been less than a month since Jiang Zeng was awake, and daily walking is still unfavorable. Yang Mei was wearing high heels again, and the two were shaking on the sidewalk. Jiang Zhe said, "It's still open."
He was referring to this KTV, and Yang Mei said, "Well, you settled the contract dispute at the beginning. With this shop, you can know the news of the three teachings and the ninth, but it is safer-what are you looking at?"
She followed Jiang Zhan's sight, not far from KTV's deserted back door. A young man carrying a schoolbag stood on the road, as if waiting for someone. As soon as the two eyes met, the boy quickly lowered his head and hurriedly walked away.
"It's okay." Jiang Zhan looked back. "Go in."
"The first and second floors are all private rooms, and the third floor is an office and dormitory. I usually live here. The conditions are normal, you will be here first. Hey Zhang! What are you doing, give Jiang brother water!"
The waiter was busy going out, but was stopped by Jiang Shun: "Busy you."
The sound insulation of the dormitory is quite good, and the noise of the KTV downstairs is hardly audible. Yang Mei had arranged in advance, the window was facing the back alley, and the tables, beds and beds were well furnished, like a small hotel suite.
"It's inconvenient to have a lot of people in the store. I'll buy a house to settle down in a few days, so I have a place to hide. The Gongzhou people can't find me here. It's been a few years. They must think you I ’m dead. If there is no movement in two years, I will close the shop. Let ’s go high and fly…

Yang Meixu shuddered, and the figure walked around to pack things and closed the curtains.
Jiang Zhan's gaze fell on the dressing mirror. The dim light reflected his face, and the eyelashes and bridge of his nose cast a very three-dimensional shadow, hiding the cold eye sockets and lips corners in the darkness.
Yang Mei said, "China is so big, you can hide in Guangxi and Yunnan, and you won't find any ghosts ... Hey Jiang, I'll leave this for you."
When she looked back, Jiang stopped sitting under the lamp, and the light and shadow outlined the upright lines of her body, her long fingers crossed, and her fingertips showed a subtle light.
Even the beautiful face given by God can't endure the illness. The tragic car accident and three years of coma are enough to change the beautiful skin. But at that moment, Yang Mei looked at Jiang Ding under the lamp, but felt that he hadn't changed too much, and some of the fascinating things that came out of her bones were no different than when she first saw them a few years ago. .
Yang Mei didn't dare to bother him. Until a long time, Jiang stopped and said quietly, "I will move easily after a while, so I will go back to Gongzhou. Pack your things and return to your hometown to avoid the limelight."
"What?" Yang Mei was very unexpected: "No, Brother Jiang, those people are doing things to cut grass and roots. If they find you are not dead, they will definitely come to your life! Not only them, but also that person, that Even more terrible— "
Yang Mei's voice stopped as if pinned.
There was a more terrible existence, and she didn't even need to mention her name, which made her afraid to speak.
"I know," Jiang Ding said, "but when the plastic factory exploded, the people in my team were inside, and the lead filled a dozen lives. I have to explain to them."
Yang Mei froze and Jiang Zhan waved at her, which meant she didn't need to say more.
"Give me a set of ID, mobile phone and computer, buy a few more non-real-name mobile phone cards. Go."
For a moment, Yang Mei sighed and turned out.
At this time, KTV has begun to operate, the colored lights in the corridors of the private rooms are changing, and there is a strong rhythm of music in the hall. Yang Mei instructed the assistant to stop Jiang's remarks, and immediately explained it carefully, and then absentminded to go around the basement.
She came out of the crystal elevator and turned a corner. Suddenly the door of the box in front of it opened. A tall man wrapped around behind him and walked out, "Let's love when he died," and went straight to the bar. The trend shoved the glass in front of the bartender:
"What's yours selling here ?!"
Yang Mei couldn't help but stand still, and saw the bartender look for a moment: "Long Island Iced Tea, dear."
"Taste it by yourself. Does this iced tea have any alcohol?"
"There is no wine taste, our family sells iced tea."
"No, aren't you consumer fraud?"
The bartender immediately put a face on his face and said rightly, "I don't like to listen to the handsome guy when you say this. Its name is Long Island Iced Tea, which is made with fresh black tea and lemon. It is clearly high-quality iced black tea. How can it be called fraud? "
"..." The three views of the man were obviously subverted, and he was surprised for a while: "Then I order a Mary, now you cut your wrist and sprinkle a spoonful of black dog blood for me to try?"
Yang Mei: "..."
This man is about thirty years old, his face is really okay, and even the changing colors of KTV Dyefang failed to drown his profound erect features. Her hair was inconsistent, pulling her height over one meter eighteen to one meter nine. The t-shirt under the leather jacket showed strong thin lines. When she turned her head and spoke, she showed clear muscle contours on her side neck.
Bartender: "Ah, you're joking, handsome, Mary, don't worry, I'll cut you a tomato first!"
Snapped!
The bartender froze, and saw the handsome guy pull out the Swiss army knife from the back of his trousers and take a photo on the bar, coldly: "You come by yourself, or should I help you?"
Yang Mei's eyebrows jumped when she frowned. She had been lingering on the road for a long time, and at one glance she could see a few bandits from the handsome frown of the man.
"You, you," the bartender whispered, hiding in a hurry, "you say what you say! ..."
"This handsome guy is embarrassed." Yang Mei strode forward and laughed loudly: "I'm the boss here. For safety reasons, the shop doesn't sell blending liquors with alcoholic content above 40, so I made Long Island Iced Tea. It's iced tea. Since you want to order a cocktail, would we like to make another one for you? Xiao Liu! "
The bartender with the name on the chest in Chinese and English — Agatha Don Francisco Tony — immediately called her sister Mei in a soft voice.
"Adjust a beach sunset for the handsome guy," Yang Meichong smiled, "I'll take it."
The man looked her up and down, and then slowly put away the folding knife and snorted: "It's quite conscious to regulate the business."
Yang Mei laughed again and again: "It's good to say, but also our waiter didn't make it clear. You see, Long Island Iced Tea is written on the list of" non-alcoholic drinks ", it's really embarrassing to misunderstand you."
However, she did not explain it. It was a subversion of the man ’s three views once again:
misunderstanding?
He pointed at the wine glass and said,
It ’s Kang
Master ice black tea, you sell two hundred and eight, but I ’m sorry to say Am I misunderstanding, when I am blind or when I am stupid? "
Yang Mei: "..."
The handsome guy turned around and went back to the box, apparently asking his friend to come out for comment. Yang Mei was trying to catch up. Suddenly the chef ran up and down in the direction of the chef, holding her like a straw. "Yang and Sister Yang are not good! The kitchen, the kitchen freezer ..."
Yang Mei bowed her head, the chef's pale face was half blue and half blue under the light, and his whole body shook like a wind.
"A thief got into the freezer and froze, as if frozen to death!"
Yang Mei was standing in front of the large standing freezer, and she could not pronounce a syllable.
The hustle and bustle of the nightclub seemed to be far apart, and there was a dead silence in the huge back kitchen. The back door of the kitchen that leads to the trash can in the alley is half open, blowing through the hall, like the breath of a dead person rushing over the ears of a living person.
The little helpers, waiters and bartenders hid behind, so quiet that they could hear the trembling of their legs. Half a bartender would cry and generally whispered, "Dead, damn ... dies?"
A 20-year-old boy fell to the ground, his face was blue and purple, his eyes were round, his nose and mouth was bleeding, his naked upper body was covered with frost, and his arms were still slightly opened before his death.
"..." Yang Mei's chest was constantly undulating, half a while slowly squatting down, shaking her hands to detect her nose.
Suddenly her hand was held down.
"Ah!" Yang Mei jumped into shock, turned her head, but saw Jiang Jiang: "Jiang Jiangjiang!"
Jiang Zhe said nothing and motioned for her to go behind. Yang Meiyi took a step back and saw him half-knelt, pulled out the latex gloves and put on the back, first explored the boy's neck, rolled his eyelids, groaned for a moment, and shook his head.
The waiter immediately knelt down.
Yang Mei also almost softened her knees, but she has seen big battles, and she calmed down: "Hey, what the is going on? Which short-eyed thief was chased and hid in the refrigerator. Or who killed him and threw it into our freezer with smoke? Is the back door of the kitchen still closed, the manager? Give me the old Zhao— "
Jiang stopped her, "Call the police."
Yang Mei immediately pinched her neck: "Jiang, this ... this is not appropriate."
During the three-year period when Jiang stopped in a coma, she tried to minimize dealings with the police. She didn't even dare drive at speeding, and did not dare to leave any records in the public security system. But Jiang Zhan stood up, leaning on the wall, gasped, and raised his chin to the corpse:
"There are no blow marks on the head, front and back hearts, no wine taste, no trauma. The upper body milk
head shrinkage, obvious erythema and purple red swelling, frostbite formed before birth, and a clear dividing line with the waistband. He was not killed after being killed. Throw it here, and freeze it alive in the freezer. "
The little waitress and bartender Tony hugged tightly together, and Yang Mei's eyes went straight, her head straight.
Jiang Zang sighed: "Call the police."
With a population of more than 10 million people, the flow of traffic is endless. Rows of tall buildings and huge advertising screens are intertwined with each other, making the night of this bustling city singing and dancing.
At the end of the street, at the main entrance of the Public Security Branch of Fuyang District, Jianning City, several cars flashing red and blue police lights rushed to the main road and instantly merged into the traffic of late return.
"Brother Yan, you talked to them nonsense, and went directly to the Industry and Commerce Bureau to say hello. This is Kang
Master ice black tea, it will stand up if you die. Brothers haven't drank a thousand since childhood and they have 800 bottles. Can you still recognize it ... "
The lights in the box were dim and screaming, and seven or eight young men were spraying a piece of wheat there, Ma Xiang was lying on Yan's ear, whispering his throat, and was suddenly interrupted by the cell phone bell.
As soon as Yan L looked at the electric display, he immediately stopped him, and then said, "Hey, Wei Bureau?"
The word Wei Bureau was like a curse. He didn't hear it. Ma Xiang was horrified immediately beside him, only to see Yan l holding his mobile phone "hmmm" twice, and his expression sank as expected:
"Fuyang branch is already on the way? Um, okay ... ok, I'll show someone."
"Let's love when you are dead-not to the fullest-not happy-"
Huh!铿 !
The music came to an abrupt halt with the colorful lights, and a group of young people dancing like monsters suddenly closed and looked at them with big eyes.
Yan turned on the light, and lost the beer bottle that was used to knock on the table. Shen said, "The news came from the command center. The people reported that a person was dead near Fuyang Road. Wei Bureau asked us to take a look at the scene. "
The crowd immediately tested: "No, Yan Vice Team!" "Well, let's take a half-day vacation after finishing the case?" "Where is the scene? Oh, our car is still parked in the city bureau ..."
"You don't need a car," Yan said slowly. "It's the kitchen behind this ktv. The reporter is the boss here."
Everyone: "..............."
Yan l turned around and pushed open the door, booing endlessly: "Let's go-this is the fastest scene ever made by the city bureau. Hey waiter! Come here, where do you go after the kitchen?"
The back kitchen door was closed, and unknown chefs and waiters were closed behind the door, and then evacuated forcibly. Yan l ignored the surrounding discussions, strode forward and patted the door: "Open the door! Police!"
The squeak door opened, and Yang Mei raised her head and petrified instantly when her eyes touched Yan Jun's face, shaking, saying, "You, you ..."
"What are you? You, ice black tea sells for two hundred and eight, hit a ghost in a black shop." Yan l took out the certificate from his jacket's inner pocket, and the police nearly flashed everyone's 24k titanium alloy eyes : "The Municipal Public Security Bureau's criminal investigation detachment is strict, let Kai Do not block the scene, give us shoe covers, where is the body?" 2k novel reading network