: Chapter 17

"--do not move."
Just like the sesame opened the door in the story, the moment the spell fell to the ground, all actions of Jiang Zhe stopped.
Even his thinking seemed frozen, and there was a momentary blank.
-Immediately afterwards, the entire row of railings fell over, Yan Yan fell off the sixth floor!
"...!"
Everything happened in the same second. At the same time, Ajie grabbed the top of the railing, lost a center of gravity, hit a slipper, and climbed up with force; Yan Yan couldn't see what was happening, and the whole person slipped out.
It is said that before death, the subconscious mind repeats all important scenes in this life, but at that moment, the mind is empty and there is nothing, and there is no time to think about it.
Out of instinct, he grabbed his hands desperately when he was weightless. He held down the edge of the rooftop concrete floor with the tip of his right finger, but he could n’t support the weight of the whole body. For a short while, he grabbed the slanting railing with his right hand, oh!
The sixth floor roof is nearly twenty meters above the ground.
The hollow iron rod hit the concrete floor, bent into a dangerous arc, and hung Yan Yan with one hand in the air.
Yan Yan's cry stuck in his throat stiffly, and all the pores in the whole body opened up, and cold sweat came out--at this moment he finally knew that cold sweat was not just an adjective.
"I am ..."
All the feelings of dying are condensed into these short words. Yan Yan's other hand also fumbled to grab the iron. He was trying to pull up and climb to the roof. Suddenly, his fingers were crushing and almost hurt. He dropped his hand--
Someone is stepping on him!
That professional killer!
"I haven't seen you in a few years. How are you?"
Jiang Zhan stood still, his muzzle gradually moved from his back of the head to the back of his ear, and a semicircle was drawn along the auricle, running down the cheekbones along the cheek, just like the lover's fingers depicting the skin, and his temples were on top.
The voice approached and whispered in his ear: "Are you afraid of death?"
Jiang Zhan's hair was soaked, and sweat gathered along his cheeks to his chin.
And the demon-like confusion continued, asking, "Are you afraid that policeman died?"
Not far from the edge of the rooftop, Ajie stepped on his solemn fingers severely, then walked away for a moment, bent down, and picked up a sharp stone.
"He didn't have to die. If it weren't for you, the story would start anew from many years ago ..."
Jiang Zhe moved forward, but only heard the click of the muzzle, the bullet pushed into the chamber!
"I said no," the voice master teased.
At this time, the sirens of sirens sent from afar in the night gradually became clear in the wind, and reinforcements arrived!
"... Then you shoot," Jiang Zhan said coldly, his chest constantly rising and falling, exhaling hot, gas. He raised his finger inch by inch and grabbed the muzzle, saying, "Shot, don't bother."
Then he pushed the muzzle away and rushed out!
The gunfire may or may not have sounded, but no one noticed it in the chaotic beards. Ajie lifted a stone and smashed his fingers against Yan Hao's flesh fiercely. The next moment, the wind came behind him, and he was thrown out by Jiang Zhan!
At the normal level of a professional killer, he should not be touched by the back. But Ajie didn't expect that Jiangzhan would jump over. He was caught off guard for a moment. The two tumbling ran into the door of the corridor a few steps away. The rusty lock couldn't stop such a big momentum, and when the iron door was popped open Now, Jiang Zhan followed Ajie and rolled down the stairs.
Yan Min clenched his teeth from the suspended sixth floor and climbed back to the rooftop. While rubbing his eyes like crazy, he got up and chased forward. He just listened to the two steps—bang!
The bullet splattered a gravel and hit the ground next to his feet!
Yan Yan turned his head. In the night, a figure stood a few meters away, holding a gun in his hand.
The muzzle was facing him accurately.
"...!" Ajie scolded something during the roll, but couldn't hear it at all. He was dragged down the corridor like a sandbag, and Cangjie had no time to reach out to the back of Jiang Zhan's brain, boom! A loud noise hit the concrete wall at the corner.
The pieces of cement poured down, all over the place.
The siren sounded louder and closer, with human ears discerningly. However, Jiang Zuan couldn't hear anything. His ears seemed to be covered by deep water. His left elbow was tilted at an abnormal angle, and a few blood droplets burst from his throat.
The ground was shaking, and someone was approaching.
--who is it?
Jiang Zhan wanted to see clearly. He tried to open his eyes, but all the scenes in the dim corridor were shaking violently in his sight. He shouted and gasped, his consciousness became more and more blurred, like an invisible giant hand wrapped his soul into the abyss.
His hands hang down slowly, and finally fall into the endless darkness before seeing the person coming.
...
At midsummer evening, the sky was burning.
The little boy walked through the golden wilderness, and the afterglow smeared on the tall peach-wood door of the theater. The ornate chandeliers were dim, the red curtains were half-dangled, and the empty seats cascaded to the end of the line of sight; he wrapped his worn coat carefully, squatted behind the railing of the box on the second floor, and looked through the gap to the stage.
Behind the curtain was a straight silhouette of the fiddler, a boy the same age as the little peeper.
i’veseentheworld, donewell
hadcakenow
diamonds, brilliant
andbelairnow
...
The fiddler's tuxedo and leather shoes shone under the shadow of the lamp, and suddenly he looked up to the second floor, accurately met his little peeper, and then showed a smile.
The melody hovered over the theater, and passed away in the distance.
The little boy walked through the golden wilderness, and the ears of wheat, like the rod of Moses, fell to the sides. The wind whistled across his ears, and Chang Gengxing shone a bright halo; his companion of the same age stood at the end of the cliff, stretched out his right arm against the wind, hugged his running body, and kissed under the black hair.
The setting sun casts the afterglow from their touching figures, melting the cascading mountains into golden water.
hotsummernights, midjuly
whenyouandiwereforeverwild
thecrazydays, citylights
thewayyou \ 'dplaywithlikeachild
...
"Say you will never betray me, and I will take you away."
"I will never betray you!"
The evening wind took the vows to take away, the twilight enveloped the sky, dark clouds flowed fast, golden red was gradually replaced by azure and pale blue, and the huge city lit up at the sea end.
willyoustilllovewheni \ 'mlongeryoungandbeautiful
In the dream, Jiang stopped growing tall and grew up. He opened his arms through the explosive smoke, and allowed his body to fall freely to the ground.
willyoustilllovewhenigotnothingbutachingsoul
The figure on the cliff was getting farther and farther away. Jiang Zhan saw that he extended his hand in the direction of his fall, but the roaring wind between the heavens and the earth was blowing from his fingers, and the background was a vast sky illuminated by fire.
The melody is long and gentle, and the years are fleeting. Jiang Zing stared at him, raised his muzzle, and pulled the trigger at the rapidly shrinking figure above his head—
"Iknowyouwill--" He heard someone singing in the wind.
Youwillstilllovewheni \ 'mlongerbeautiful.
The next moment, the bullet traced back through time, piercing his own heart in the dripping blood!
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Wake up!" "Normal blood pressure and normal breathing." "Quick, inform the Criminal Investigation Division!"
Jiang couldn't stop coughing, and was groggy, remembering that he was choked with all hands. In the chaos, Yang Mei screamed, "How are you, Brother Jiang?" The sound of "Don't move now!" Broke through the hustle and bustle with clear ears, until a pair of powerful hands stretched over and pressed Jiang back to the bed.
"He's okay," Yan Yan said, "a little concussion, don't let him get up."
Jiang Zhan ’s mind tumbled in dreams and reality, his brain was torn in half, while lying on the bed, while falling from the cliff at the same time, the fierce fall vertigo made him vomit, and he was immediately beaten by the eyes of the nurse A shot.
The needle was quite effective, and the potion quickly brought his confused soul back to reality. After several minutes, as if the soul had finally fallen to the ground, Jiang Zeng suddenly exhaled this breath from his chest, and opened his eyes dimly.
"... Not too serious, but the patient's condition is too bad. Pay attention to lying in bed for a few days ..."
As soon as Jiang Zhan moved his left hand, he was so distressed that he was held down by Yang Mei. He had to use his right hand to pinch his eyebrows. With pain, he could barely squeeze a sentence from his throat: "Yan?"
Yang Mei didn't expect that his first sentence turned out to be this, and he was immediately delayed.
Yan Zheng interrupted the doctor with a gesture, signaled that he understood, and immediately came over and asked, "How are you?"
His eyes slowly focused, and Jiang Zhan realized that he was lying in the ward. The sky outside would be dark, maybe it was already the next day.
Yang Mei must have arrived in the middle of the night. At this moment, her eyes were slightly red, and she was very worried. Several of her men who helped in her KTV were stopped outside the ward.
Yan Yan's eyes were cleaned urgently, her hands were wrapped in bandages, and the edges were vaguely bleeding.
"It's okay." Jiang Zang couldn't help but coughed twice, just nodded slightly to Yang Mei, and said hoarsely: "You go out first."
"but……"
Jiang Zhan raised his hand to stop her.
Yang Mei was defamatory but did not dare to say, she had to frown Liu Mei and stared at Yan Yan severely, and got up to leave.
The doctor also left the little nurse on duty, and with the door panel clicking, there were only two of them left in the ward.
Jiang Zhan's dislocated left arm has been hung up with a triangular bandage. He leaned against the soft white pillow on the bedside, and the neckline of the hospital uniform was loose. Because it was too wide, it seemed that the whole person was mentally depressed and very soft. thin.
Yan Yan asked, "Are you sure you don't sleep anymore?"
Jiang Zhan kept her eyes closed for a while and shook her head.
"Come on, if it weren't for you this time, I would have been accountable there." Yan Minshun pulled a chair and sat by the bed, with a little carelessness, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be a criminal The speculation that it was trying to interfere with the police's focus of investigation turned out to be correct. Fortunately, we rushed to re-examine Hu Weisheng's den and got a large number of outdated drug-making tools. Now the municipal bureau is working overtime to interrogate the surname of Hu. Hey, you said The two of us died together in one life. I didn't expect ... "
Jiang Zhan asked, "He's gone?"
Yan Yan frowned and noticed that Jiang Zhan's personal pronoun was-he.
Not them.
"I didn't run away." Yan Yan sighed and sighed, "It was my neglect, and I almost planted the grandson's hand. After you threw him down, I climbed up from the rooftop, only to find that the suspect had an accomplice. The man was still holding a gun, and a shuttle hit me by his feet. It was really dangerous. "
Jiang Zang was really ill, and his spirit was so bad that he didn't hide the subtle changes in his look: "What then?"
"Then it didn't matter much. I had a confrontation with that acquaintance for about half a minute, and the reinforcement of the city bureau rushed to the scene with the police siren. The man heard the police car coming over, and was not in love, he took the gun into the one you fell corridor."
Yan Yan's tone did not change at all, then he paused and stared straight at Xiangjiang:
"At that time, you were still confronting the killer in the hallway. I was afraid that you had any shortcomings and rushed in. The stairwell was very dark. I took a few steps down and saw—"
Yan Yan deliberately narrated a meal, and as expected, Jiang Zhan immediately asked, "You ..."
Then Yan Ye unexpectedly discovered that Jiang Zhan wasn't asking what he said, and even had no interest in what happened in the corridor at that time.
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