Police Chen Shu

viaduct!

Taking advantage of the fact that the leaders of the spaceship department from the north came to hand over the command, the rescue operation on the viaduct was temporarily stopped, and only two people from the fire brigade were left to look after the scene. The rest of the people all withdrew and began to rest. On the one hand, they were waiting for the crane to come over. On the other hand, they stayed up all night, and their physical strength was a little too much.

Chen Shu heard from the fire brigade that a group of professionals from the spaceship department were coming to replace the original local headquarters. Thinking that there might be new tasks, he withdrew with the fire brigade.

When a group of people passed under the bridge, they saw several reporters surrounding a fire cadre for interviews.

"They are from the Yangyi Squadron, responsible for the rescue under the bridge. They were the first to come. I heard that more than 20 people were rescued. Some brothers directly scratched the people with their fingers, and they bled a lot!" Following Chen The fire squad leader next to the book introduced, with pride in his eyes.

When passing by, the squad leader greeted politely "instructor".

Although the instructor was surrounded by reporters, he did not forget to give a thumbs up to the brothers who had fought together.

Chen Shu took a closer look. Although the instructor's face and body were dirty, there was a sense of simplicity between his brows, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tall and straight figure, which gave him a sense of security.

"Instructor, how is the rescue situation at the scene?"

".The search and rescue of personnel has been basically completed. 5 or 6 times of search and rescue were carried out at the scene until there were no signs of life detected by the life detector."

"Instructor, that is to say, it has been 8 hours since the accident happened. In these 8 hours, a total of 6 personnel search and rescue operations have been carried out. So far, the entire personnel search and rescue operation has ended?"

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Chen Shu, who was following the firefighters, was suddenly held by an old man by one hand.

The old man's head was covered with dust, his body was covered with mud, and his back was bent very badly, but he lifted his head up vigorously, as if he wanted to stand up straight, but it was in vain after all.

He first looked up at Chen Shu, with tears in his eyes, and said sadly: "Comrade policeman, save my granddaughter, she is still in the car. Help her."

Chen Shu participated in the search and rescue on the viaduct. Except for the tail of the carriage that was pressed, all other places were searched. All the passengers got off the viaduct; the search and rescue under the bridge was over according to the instructor just now. At this moment, the granddaughter has not been found. It is estimated that she is dead or buried under the carriage.

Perhaps it was because he was afraid that the old man would not be able to bear the stimulation because of his age, so no one told him the truth for so long.

Chen Shu stopped, stretched out his other hand to hold both of the old man's, and asked with concern: "Old man, what carriage does your granddaughter take?"

The old man turned his head to the side, pointed to a car where most of the car body was scattered on the ground, and said, "It's right there. That seat was given to us by a kind person who saw our grandparents working so hard to stand.

My granddaughter was very happy to sit on it, and then I went to the back corridor and sat on the ground waiting. Then the car swayed, and my granddaughter disappeared, just disappeared. Huuuu, I’m gone, please help me find it again, help me find it again, she must still be waiting for me inside.”

Chen Shu thought of the one or two children on the bridge whose shoulders were not above the shoulders, his eyes became hot, and he was speechless with tears in his eyes.

The fire squad leader next to him waved his hand to let the team go forward on their own, and standing next to Chen Shu kept sighing:

"The old man's granddaughter's body was found for us immediately, but he didn't accept it, he didn't accept it."

It was dawn, and the cold wind was blowing.

Dongzhou local TV host Zhang Yang rushed to the scene with the program team. Since eight or nine hours had passed since the accident, the passengers were basically evacuated, and the police, firefighting, and medical units that rescued overnight also temporarily withdrew to rest.

Standing at the entrance of the temporary command department, Zhang Yang saw that the big leaders inside were arguing in full swing, but he didn't dare to enter the door to bother him.

She still has sharp eyesight, and even the deputy senior officials of Dongzhou City are honestly serving tea and handing over information at the side. She is a small local host, what can she do?

She was a little annoyed why she put her cell phone in the living room last night, and then went to bed early, but she slept like a dead pig and couldn't hear the phone ringing!

At this moment, he gritted his teeth frequently with hatred, and stamped his feet beside him but could do nothing.

Photographer Xiao Zhao comforted: "Sister Yang, there is nothing we can do. We were chasing the incident of the hot pot restaurant stealing waste oil some time ago, so we stayed up all night every day. I must have slept in the dark when I just finished work yesterday. The stage will Understood."

Zhang Yang frowned and snorted, "I don't understand myself!"

The thought of returning without success gave me a headache, so I simply stayed and walked around to see if I could find something.

Zhang Yang pointed to the most crowded place under the viaduct: "Come on, let's go there and have a look."

When I got close, I found that it was the front cockpit of the rear car, and the staff of the spaceship department from the north were standing outside.

Several of them saw the video camera carried by the entourage Xiao Zhao and the large fill light carried by the lighting engineer. Knowing that they were media reporters, they subconsciously stopped the three of them outside.

Zhang Yang originally wanted to get close, or squeeze in to find out, but he didn't expect that a middle-aged man who looked like a leader waved at the few staff members blocking the way, and let Zhang Yang and others walk in.

"Let the journalists come in."

Zhang Yang winked, and the three walked in quickly.

She smiled sweetly and said sweetly, "Hi, leader. I'm Xiao Yang from Dongzhou TV Station. This is my business card."

"Well, my name is Wang Ping."

The leader, Wang Ping, dealt with it absent-mindedly. He stood at the door of the cockpit, looking inside, frowning tightly.

Zhang Yang came up, and the scene in the cabin was clear at a glance.

I saw a male corpse in a blue uniform, who should be the pilot of the spaceship, lying on the bridge, clinging tightly to the brake handle erected on it.

The entire brake lever penetrated his chest opening!

Wang Ping sighed, and in a low voice, he pointed to the brake handle protruding from the driver's chest, and said in a low voice, "Look at the brake handle, it's so blunt. Think about how painful it must be to go through the driver's chest." .”

He went inside, patted the driver's back lightly, and continued, "If it weren't for the speed at which he braked with all his might, I don't know how many more people would have died. Come in, be gentle with your hands and feet, and lift slowly." go out"

Several young people gently pushed away Zhang Yang, who was stupidly standing at the door, walked in, bowed their heads and stood beside the driver, mourning in silence.

Zhang Yang couldn't help covering his mouth, his heart suddenly felt dull, but he was half speechless.