New Order Plan

"What was the final fate of Diao Chan, the character described in the book?"

Liu Minzhong was taken aback.

This question really stumped him.

Alive? Dead?

He didn't pay any attention to it when he was reading the book.

Liu Minzhong thought for a moment and said, "In chaotic times, it's probably fate that I'll perish like a fragrant flower."

Xiao Tao looked dejected.

Her gaze swept over the old-fashioned language document on the armrest, then over the furnishings on the desk, and finally looked out the window at the sky.

A long silence followed.

Xiao Tao remained silent.

Liu Min's heart skipped a beat.

Like a pipa, I lean into your embrace; I ask you to play the notes with your fingers.

......

into the night.

Police Headquarters, Commissioner's Office.

It was pitch black outside the window, and the room was filled with smoke and packed with people.

Bai Shouzhen stared at the death report on the table with a livid face, his eyes bloodshot.

On the sofa, Li Dabai had a lollipop in his mouth, his eyes sharp as if he wanted to stab someone.

The other members of the second reconnaissance team were either sitting or standing, their expressions filled with grief and indignation.

Jiang Qingshan stood quietly by the window, his fingers tracing the bed photo that Jin Yuansheng had used to threaten Ma Zhengjiu.

The thugs who kidnapped Ma Zhengjiu were all killed in the explosion; not a single one survived.

Their identities have been verified; they are all thugs from the quarantine area, and two of them are even homeless vagrants.

The ambulance was stolen by these people, but we can't find any useful clues.

They all knew who was behind the bombing, but the dead could not testify.

The photo he has alone is not very useful.

Besides, Jin Yuansheng's gloves were just slightly more valuable than Liu Minzhong's.

Now, Li Dabai is waiting for the technical department's investigation results of the explosion site, hoping to find some clues.

But Jiang Qingshan had no hope for this.

When your opponent makes a move that deviates from the rules, you should abandon any illusions and prepare for battle.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Xiao Tian pushed open the door and entered, holding a report in his hand.

In an instant, everyone's eyes in the room were focused on Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian pursed his lips and sighed, "The explosive was a traditional high-energy explosive, and it probably came from the quarantine zone. It's difficult to trace its source."

Li Dabai crunched the candy ball to pieces, then clutched his head with both hands and rubbed it frantically a few times.

The team members all looked dejected.

It was fried too clean.

It made it almost impossible for them to investigate.

Xiao Tian stepped forward and handed the report to Bai Shouzhen, then quickly covered his nose and shrank to Jiang Qingshan's side, opening a crack in the window.

The atmosphere was somewhat somber and oppressive.

Bai Shouzhen flipped through the documents, looking utterly exhausted, and said, "Let's call it a day."

"Director?!"

Li Dabai suddenly looked up.

Bai Shouzhen swept his sharp gaze across his team members: "This is no ordinary case, understand?"

Everyone was taken aback and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Li Dabai licked his lips, pondered for a moment, and asked with some skepticism, "What do you mean?"

Bai Shouzhen slammed the folder shut, lit a cigarette, took a couple of slow puffs, and said with a serious expression, "I believe this bombing on Heping Pedestrian Street was a sabotage operation by hostile elements."

His cold gaze swept over the crowd, his pale temples gleaming silver under the light, and he continued, "I will report to the chief and redefine this case."

Li Dabai remained silent.

Once approved by the commissioner, this bombing will transform from an ordinary criminal case into a major incident threatening the security of the coalition government.

At that time, the joint investigation team and the Internal Security Bureau will get involved.

He didn't know what would happen next.

But it's certainly better than them being helpless here.

"I understand that everyone is upset, but we are investigative police officers. We can't act recklessly without evidence. You are all capable, but that's precisely why you need to be even more restrained and disciplined."

Bai Shouzhen sighed and spoke earnestly to everyone.

But once he said it, he felt it was dry and bitter, and even he himself found it annoying.

But as the section chief, he had to say it.

Li Dabai stood up, gave Bai Shouzheng a loose salute, and led his team members out of the house.

Bai Shouzhen coughed a few times, then said to Jiang Qingshan without turning his head, "Go and settle Ma Zhengjiu's parents in. I'm tired."

"Sleep when you're tired, don't push yourself. Your health is nowhere near as good as Liu Minzhong's."

"You brat, if you can't speak properly, shut up."

Bai Shouzhen lay on the newly replaced chair, closed his eyes, and muttered a weak curse before a heavy snoring sound began to fill the air.

Jiang Qingshan walked to the table, put down Ma Zhengjiu's photo, and took off his coat to cover Bai Shouzhen.

The old man looked much more haggard.

He was asleep, but his brows were still furrowed.

Jiang Qingshan reached out and gently smoothed away Bai Shouzhen's furrowed brows, but they quickly furrowed again.

Xiao Tian, ​​standing to the side, whispered, "The old man seems to think that it was because he didn't think things through that Ma Zhengjiu ended up like this..."

Jiang Qingshan took the half-pack of cigarettes from the table, then turned around and stuffed the bottled water on the coffee table into his pocket. He glanced at Bai Shouzhen calmly and said, "It's precisely because he's overthinking things."

Even if Li Dabai forcibly took Ma Zhengjiu back to the police station that night, the other party would still find a way to kill him to silence him.

This is not the fault of the old man and Li Dabai.

The ones who should be unable to sleep are those ruthless bastards.

Xiao Tian thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Jiang Qingshan didn't say anything more and called Xiao Tian to leave together.

Police station, morgue.

Ma Zhengjiu lay quietly on the cold bed, covered with a white sheet.

At the doorway, Old Ma leaned against the doorframe, staring blankly into space, a stubbed-out cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Ashes fell onto his knees, burning a hole in his trousers.

How can a person just suddenly disappear?

Snapped!

A hand gently patted Old Ma's shoulder.

"Masaki! Masagi..."

Old Ma was jolted awake from his daze, calling out for his son. When he turned around, he saw that it was Jiang Qingshan.

"Zhengjiu is a filial son." Jiang Qingshan pursed his lips and managed to utter this sentence.

Tears welled up in Old Ma's eyes, and he nodded, choking back sobs.

Jiang Qingshan glanced around furtively but didn't see Ma's mother. Just as he was about to ask her, Xiao Tian suddenly pulled him aside.

"The old lady fainted from crying this afternoon and should be resting in the infirmary now."

Xiao Tian whispered in his ear.

Jiang Qingshan nodded, stepped forward, and handed the lunchbox he was carrying to Lao Ma: "Have something to eat."

"Thank you, I...I'm not hungry."

"You haven't eaten all day, eat something, your health is important, Zhengjiu is watching over you."

"Eh..."

Old Ma wiped away his tears, pursed his lips, and nodded repeatedly.

Just then, Ma's mother's voice came from the corridor.

"Old man, let's go home. I just dreamt that Zhengjiu came home and he's waiting for us."

A policewoman helped the frail and weak Ma Mu walk slowly over.

Old Ma carried the lunchbox to his wife, picked up a bite of food and fed it to her, choking back tears as he said, "Officer Jiang said to eat something, take care of yourself, Zheng Jiu is watching over you."

Ma's mother cast her dull and lifeless gaze at Jiang Qingshan and Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian couldn't bear to look at him and turned his head away.

Jiang Qingshan nodded calmly.

The mother took a bite, then said tremblingly, "Let's go home."

Jiang Qingshan stepped forward to help Ma's mother and said, "I'll take you there."

......

Peace Pedestrian Street, Lao Ma's Communication Equipment.

It was dark, and the usually bustling bar was much quieter tonight.

At the entrance of the alley, a little beggar squatted, waving a dirty rag doll and teasing a stray dog.