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Nan c1226 is a long-distance air-conditioned bus with closed windows, and it takes six hours to drive from Nanjiang City.

When Ye Wushuang got into the car, the passengers were already full, and the driver was about to start the car when he was stopped by a group of local policemen:

"Nanjiang City received a call, saying that there is a suspected arsonist in this car, please cooperate with the body search and inspection of all passengers!"

Passenger A was surprised: "When we entered the station, didn't we all go through the security check? How could there be an arsonist?"

"We don't know either. For the sake of safety, please bear with me." The policewoman calmed her emotions.

After 15 minutes, all the passengers were searched, and the bus was checked from the inside by the police.

The test results are safe and there are no risk factors.

Passenger B said: "Could it be another idiot calling the police blindly? Last time, some idiot made trouble, saying that there was a bomb in the bus. The police even called bomb disposal experts, but in the end they found nothing. It was a waste of work." .”

When this matter was brought up, the policewoman was very helpless, because of her duty, if someone else made a joke, the people's police had to charge forward.

She told the male conductor on the bus: "If there are passengers getting on the bus, please pay attention."

There are several stops for long-distance buses, and not everyone will get on the bus from the bus station.

"Okay, hard work comrade policeman!" The male conductor nodded.

The bus pulled out of the bus station, and the environment inside the car was noisy.

Someone was talking on the phone, children were laughing and crying, couples were flirting, and passengers were sleeping on chairs.

Ye Wushuang sat in the middle row by the window, watching the scenery outside the window keep receding.

Time passed unconsciously, the bus stopped and went, passengers got on and off.

At the beginning, the male conductor also followed the instructions of the female police officer to carefully check whether the passengers were carrying dangerous and flammable items.

Later, he was so annoyed that he didn't bother to check again. After a quick glance, he waved to the passengers to get on the bus.

When it was about to enter the urban area of ​​southern Xinjiang, the bus ushered in two male passengers.

One is a young man about 19 years old, with delicate features and delicate skin, wearing expensive clothes, but his face is full of excitement and curiosity.

Like a high-ranking rich young master, come to experience what it feels like to take a bus.

One is a farmer over 50 years old, wearing a windbreaker that does not suit the season, with pale hair at the temples, and his wrinkled face is full of vigilance, fear, despair, anger and other emotions.

Ye Wushuang's keen eyes fell on the farmer, thoughtfully.

Seeing that neither of them saluted, the male conductor sold tickets directly.

Although the farmer wears a windbreaker... some people are not in good health, but they need to wear a little more than others, there is no way.

The bus restarted, and after a while, it drove into the urban area.

The farmer walked to the middle door, as if he was in a hurry and wanted to get out of the car first. Not far from his feet, there was a half piece of golden banana peel left by a child.

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The bus braked and stopped in front of the traffic lights on the downtown street.

"After passing this red light, we will arrive at Nanjiang Bus Station. Please check your salutes and don't leave your things on the bus!" The conductor said loudly.

After being reminded, most passengers bowed their heads to check and salute.

Taking advantage of this time, the farmer quickly took out the hammer hidden in his coat, and with a "bang", it hit the door sensor hard!

"What are you doing!" The driver tried to press the button to open the door, but found that the door could not be opened!

The farmer did not speak, he dropped the hammer, took out two medium bottles of gasoline from his coat, poured them on the passengers and the interior of the compartment, and then took out two lighters from his pocket and lit them.

"what--"

"It's gasoline. He's the arsonist the police said!"

"Help!"

"Call the police!"

The 19-year-old wealthy boy who got into the car later was also dumbfounded.

He came to meet the romantic love triggered by a bus, how did he bump into the arsonist?

Because the door was damaged, everyone could only try to break out of the window, but this is an air-conditioned bus, and the windows are closed tempered glass, which cannot be broken by ordinary things.

All of a sudden, ghosts and wolves were howling in the carriage, and they were in a panic.

The vehicles that were also waiting at the traffic lights saw the situation inside the bus and rushed to call the police.

"Don't make noise! ​​Listen to me!" the farmer shouted, holding up a lighter:

"From now on, if the driver dares to step on the gas pedal, I will throw the lighter out!

Passengers who dare to break out of the window, I will also throw the lighter out!

Don't try to subdue me, everyone has gasoline on them, and the worst is to die together! "

Everyone didn't dare to act rashly.

"Brother, brother, we are strangers, and we have never offended you, can you let us go?" The conductor regretted very much.

It's all his negligence!

"Shut up!" the farmer stopped, looked around, and looked sharply at a lady who wanted to call the police:

"Tell the police, within 10 minutes, I want all the news media in Nanjiang City to send reporters, or I will set myself on fire!"

The lady was so frightened that she burst into tears and truthfully conveyed the truth to the police.

Five minutes later, several police cars rushed to the bus with their sirens sounding, and cordoned off the scene.

Ten minutes later, media from all walks of life swarmed in, holding up recording equipment, aiming at the bus like guns and short cannons.

Passers-by who don't know why are in a safe distance, holding up their mobile phones to shoot or live broadcast.

Ye Wushuang's neighbor brother Hu Dong also came, and when he got out of the car, he frowned:

"Didn't you tell Yan Shi to be careful!"

"Maybe they thought it was just a joke..." The short-haired policewoman handed the horn to Hu Dong.

Hu Dong picked up the loudspeaker and shouted: "Hello, I am Hu Dong, the captain of the third brigade of the Nanjiang City Police Department. The reporters are here. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Judging from his many years of experience as a police officer, the goal of the farmer is not to set fire to himself, but to attract the attention of the media and the police.

Probably there is a grievance.

Inside the bus, the farmer turned on the loudspeaker he carried with him, and said numbly:

"My name is Shi Jiefang. I am a villager in Huilong Village, Nanjiang City. I have been a farmer all my life. I don't prostitute or gamble."

"I have a 12-year-old daughter, her name is Shi Xiaoyue, she is very sensible and obedient."

"Xiaoyue likes to play Go. She is less than ten years old and is a third-level chess player of the Chess Association. She has participated in many competitions and won many trophies. Everyone praises her as a talented chess boy."

"Last year, on the way to the competition hall, Xiaoyue was..."

Shi Jiefang choked with sobs, tears gushed out of his eyes, and roared, "Hands were cut off!!"

"I asked the organizer to monitor, but the organizer refused to give it to me!"

"I went to the police station to report the case. The police told me to wait and said they would give my daughter an explanation, but there was no follow-up!"

"Now! I want you police to promise me in front of all the media that the murderer who killed my daughter will be found, or I will let the whole car be buried with my daughter's hand!!"

This is the purpose of Shi Jiefang. Using the attention of public opinion to defend his rights is his last resort.

"Okay, I, Hu Dong, promise you in front of all the media that the murderer who killed your daughter will be found out, put away the lighter!"

Hu Dong immediately agreed that he became a policeman to maintain the injustice in the world, how could he refuse.

It's just that this case made him feel uncomfortable.

What is the difference between a talented female chess girl whose hands are cut off, and a baby bird losing its wings.

With Hu Dong's consent, Shi Jiefang relaxed. He stepped back, but accidentally stepped on a banana peel and slipped!

A lighter flew out, and the interior of the car was full of gasoline.

The police were shocked, the passengers were desperate, and the media frequently captured the incident.

Seeing that a big mistake was about to happen, Ye Wushuang walked over with a calm face on his exquisite face, spread his five fingers, and grasped the lighter with precision.

Snapped.

The lid of the lighter was pushed back by her thumb.

She saved the whole car.