Human ladder

"We found several packages of suspected substances in Wen Yan's house, and they have been sent to the identification department."

"The forensic report has come out. The deceased Diao Qianwei had D-□□ in his body, but there was another addictive substance, which is very rare in China. The cause of death was that the chemical reaction between the two caused irreversible damage to the central nervous system, and he was insane. lethal."

Before Zhao Feng could say anything more, he saw Lu Qicong throwing a thick stack of folders on the table: "The people from the Drug Testing Technology Division also sent over the identification report of the new type of drug that was searched from Wu Xiu two days ago. Yes, it is being compared with Diao Qianwei's body."

Hearing this, Zhao Feng frowned, looked at Lu Qicong with a half-smile and said: "I see, old road, you can't go anymore."

"What? Do you suspect it's number five?"

Zhao Feng shook his head, and retrieved a few photos from the computer intranet.

Lu Qicong's pupils shrank, and he looked at Zhao Feng motionlessly.

Zhao Feng carefully stared at the photo on the wanted notice on the intranet - the wanted notice on the screen showed a revoked status, because the person on the wanted notice had been killed three years ago.

Zhao Feng said to himself: "I always feel that Pasha is not dead, or... Pasha's spirit is not dead."

"You keep talking."

Zhao Feng snorted, waved his hands and said, "What can you say without evidence? What if the so-called new drug is just a change of medicine?"

"What if the 'Holy Meat' didn't disappear with Pasha's death?"

As if to prove Zhao Feng's conjecture, the technician poked his head into the computer, tapped the keyboard, stood up abruptly and shouted: "The comparison came out - the synthetic drug in Diao Qianwei's body matched the 'Holy Meat' data in the database. "

Lu Qicong moved his footsteps and wanted to step forward to check, but found that Zhao Feng was standing in front of him. When he raised his head, he met Zhao Feng's eyes that were about to smile.

Lu Qicong frowned, and then Zhao Feng moved his body, as if the arrogance just now did not exist: "What about the one who committed suicide by swallowing gold?"

"That time was too long, and the technology was not up to standard at that time..."

Zhao Feng dared to look far away and directly started investigating the suicide case in 96, which meant that he had his own doubts in his heart.

Afraid of causing trouble, Lu Qicong looked around and asked, "Where's Wen Yan?"

Someone replied: "Oh, his injuries are too serious, and the stitch wound on his back has split open again, so he was sent to the hospital for monitoring and monitoring."

Lu Qicong raised his foot and was about to leave, but Zhao Feng pressed Lu Qicong on the chair directly: "This has a lot to do with your anti-drug team, do you still want to run?"

Central Hospital.

A nurse came into the ward, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner by a few degrees, and thoughtfully tucked the quilt for the person lying on the bed.

The temperature in the room slowly rose a little, and Wen Yan's pale complexion improved.

The nurse looked up at the remaining volume of the bottle and relaxed a little.

But looking at his handcuffed left hand, he sighed slightly, restraining the sprouting expression on his face a little.

There should be someone coming in outside the door, talking to the police guarding outside the ward, and after a while, someone pushed the door open and came in.

The nurse looked up and saw the person coming.

He was around forty, with a stocky build, and he was used to being a leader. When he saw the nurse nodded first, and then realized the location, he took out his police card and said, "Can you avoid it?"

The nurse understood, closed the door and left.

Meng Shi walked to the hospital bed, regardless of whether Wen Yan was awake or not, he opened his mouth first: "I think we always meet in the hospital."

Wen Yanyou opened his eyes, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and said calmly: "Three times, you almost killed me twice."

He turned his head slowly, his lips were dry and pale, his eyes were deep and dark.

Meng Shi was not surprised, and even raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You already know? It seems that I don't need to explain."

Wen Yan pursed his lips, and hesitated for a moment, showing no anger or grief: "You found Mu Jiangqun in the back alley of the school and asked him to lure me to take drugs in the monster."

"One is to test whether Lu Qicong really colluded with Mingxun."

"The second is to let me enter Mingxun's sight in advance."

He then smiled mockingly, as if he was mocking himself for being stupid, but also as if he sincerely praised Meng Shi for his high-end tactics.

Sitting on another empty hospital bed, Meng Shi shook his head disapprovingly when he heard these words: "It's actually not that complicated. Anyway, your purpose from the beginning was to break into Haishi to investigate the cause of your father's death. It's just a matter of time." .”

"I gave you a secret push, which was actually a test for you from the very beginning."

"Responsiveness, reasoning, skill, endurance and..." Meng Shi sized up his eyes, as if he was examining whether the polished jade was qualified. He was not very happy to mention that word, but he could not say: "Sense of justice and Believe in your heart."

Wen Yan raised his right hand to block his eyes, unable to see his expression clearly.

His throat wriggled with difficulty, as if he had finally swallowed his anger.

After a long time, he put down his hands and stared at the ceiling, imagining Diao Qianwei's appearance when he died: "What are you going to do?"

Seeing Yan compromised, Meng Shi said in a low voice: "Wen Yan, I don't have time. I have been fighting with them all my life. Because of my wrong judgment back then, I caused this loss. I want to make up for him."

No need for him to say more, Wen Yan naturally knew who this 'he' was referring to.

"You are the breakthrough point. It is you who have been making trouble and not turning over that page. It is you who have prevented everything that belongs to Wen Guochao from becoming a thing of the past..."

He was afraid that Wen Yan would not agree, so he threatened and lured him: "Now everyone is questioning Wen Guochao's title of martyr. Throwing down the ashes on the altar is worthless."

Wen Yan sat up and yelled at Meng Shi: "Who the hell is this because of?!"

Listening to Wen Yan's questioning, Meng Shi paused: "Because the person who should be brought to justice is still at large, there are always people who want to pour that basin of dirty water."

Wen Yan sneered indifferently, the pain in the wound made him sweat profusely, and he looked extremely weak.

Meng Shi looked calm: "Actually, you have no way out. You killed people and sold drugs. Ming Xun can completely throw you away like Mu Jiangqun."

He hooked the corner of his mouth, his eyes were cold: "As long as Lu Qicong stays in that position, even if your father dies, your father will have to take the blame for him, but what about you?"

Meng Shi raised his chin, and provocatively said condescendingly: "Underage drug trafficking, no matter how light it is, will be a stain on your life. What will you do then?"

Wen Yan opened his mouth, not convinced.

Meng Shi shouted: "Yes, you don't have to care about it. What about your father? He has been a policeman all his life, and he will be slaughtered whether he is dead or alive! He swore an oath under the party emblem and put on that police uniform. Hope to see this?"

"You said you were a puddle of mud...but someone wants to be upright and clean? Have you ever thought about those who want to hug you? Do they just want to be dirty with you?!"

"You have come here with me." Meng Shi's eyes were red, and he was a little untenable because of his agitation. His whole body was covered with an unspeakable shadow, and he looked at Wen Yan fiercely: "I will give you the road." You have chosen, Wen Yan, you and I are the same, there is no choice."

"You can hate me in the future."

He threw a stack of documents on the hospital bed and continued: "This plan has been officially launched. As an informant, you will go deep into the drug den to provide us with clues. This is your only way."

Wen Yan didn't look at the documents, but asked him, "You want me to be an undercover agent?"

"Undercover agents are divided into black and red, and the example of red becoming black is already in front of you."

Lu Qicong.

Meng Shi looked at Wen Yan's familiar eyebrows and smiled: "You are Wen Guochao's son, I can't be mistaken."

He added: "Forcing you to this point, I will give you an explanation when you come back."

Wen Yan flipped through the entire plan with one hand, roughly a non-disclosure agreement, he flipped to the end, and saw an official seal and two places for signatures on it.

One is Meng Shi, also stamped.

One is Wen Yan, waiting for his signature and fingerprint.

Wen Yan: "Go deep into the drug den, which drug den do you go deep into?"

Meng Shi replied: "The Middle East, the origin of Haishi... Only you know where the recipe for 'Holy Meat' is. In addition, if you admit that you killed Diao Qianwei, Pasha's people will come to rescue you."

Wen Yan frowned: "Isn't the Fu family all dead?"

"No, it's Pasha's lunatic and Fu Huan's daughter. As for their stories, you can ask yourself. In their eyes, you have become the same person as them, murderers, drug dealers, desperadoes, and they all know You have the formula that Fu Huan found back then, this is your life-saving talisman and also your life-threatening talisman. Your father has been entangled with you all his life, so it's okay to end it in your hands."

Wen Yan: "You said Pasha's daughter would come to save me? Why?"

Meng Shi's expression became serious: "Do you still remember that sniper? It was a foreign gun without a serial number. It was obviously not from Mingxun, but he wanted to snatch the notebook."

"We suspect that the person they wanted to kill wasn't necessarily you, but maybe it was revenge for Lu Qicong's son."

Wen Yan was surprised: "Lu Congqi?! Why?!"

Meng Shi seemed to be looking at an idiot, and patiently explained: "Because Ming Xun and Lu Qicong partnered back then, besides Wen Guochao, Fu Banghe was the one who killed. In the eyes of that person, you should be in the same boat as her. have a common enemy!"

Looking at all the things spread out, Meng Shi's expression was relieved for a moment, and he waited patiently for Wen Yan to make a decision.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes and couldn't distinguish his expression for a while.

He turned the pen, and with a flick of his left hand, the handcuffs and the head of the bed would collide with each other, making a crisp sound.

Suddenly, the dexterous fingers stopped, and the black pen fell to the ground.

Meng Shi's eyelids moved, and he looked at Wen Yan nervously.

He asked: "What about Lu Congqi? Is Lu Congqi in your plan?"

Meng Shi remained motionless, and after a long time he sighed and said, "Wen Yan, this child seems to have given you all the weakness in his heart, he is more ruthless and stubborn than you think."

Wen Yan ignored Meng Shi's words, and he opened his mouth softly: "I have watched a science fiction movie before, and it was about the protagonist living a miserable life in his world, but in another parallel world, he Had a good time, very happy.”

A look of yearning appeared on Wen Yan's face, as if there was laughter and laughter in front of him, his sad expression gradually eased a little.

He played his voice very slowly, like a creek flowing silently in the gap between the valleys, quietly caressing the human skin, mixed with the temperature of the sun.

It was warm at the first touch, and then after years of accumulated cold, it was frozen three feet deep and piercing to the bone.

"I didn't believe it at first, but when I thought about it, in another time and space, I might live a very good and happy life, and the suffering I'm suffering now is nothing."

Meng Shi's expression froze in panic, and he opened his mouth not knowing what to say.

Wen Yan himself felt tired, so he yawned, with a tired face, but he was reluctant to end.

Thinking about it, these words should have been said to Lu Congqi, even if the partner has changed, but if these words are not spoken, what if there is no chance in the future?

He simply sniffled, and continued: "It may be a consolation, but it's too empty after all. So I began to transfer objects, quietly, whimsically, and transferred my parallel time and space to Lu Congqi."

Meng Shi originally had reservations about the relationship between Wen Yan and Lu Congqi, but now that he heard that Yan was so unscrupulous, he hummed a little awkwardly.

Wen Yan didn't respond, and only thought that Meng Shi was a listener and a microphone: "Every time I see him happy, there is always a kind of peace of time and peace in him, watching him like a normal boy, sunny, upward If you grow up, you will be particularly gratified and happy.”

Wen Yan tried his best to hide his gloom, as if he didn't understand this feeling: "Maybe I regard him as my only visible comfort."

He bent down and struggled to pick up the pen that fell on the floor. The movement was clumsy and strenuous, and he gasped in pain during the whole process.

"Actually, I felt something was wrong the night you appeared at my house. I called Mingxun in front of you. I didn't want to understand all this until Mingxun reminded me."

He lowered his head, bit his finger and fingerprinted his name.

"You killed Diao Qianwei, asked him to state his crimes, and made his death so ceremonial... Director Meng, you were actually reminding me from the beginning, right? Blame me for being stupid, I didn't figure it out sooner, if I went to If it was earlier..."

Meng Shi resolutely interrupted: "He will still die. Killing people is not an end, but a means; death is not an end, but a beginning. I am calm and know what I am doing."

"The 'Mirage' project has been launched since the moment you signed the contract. Wen Yan, you are still you, but you know where the real you are, and you want to come back."

Wen Yan was silent.

He knew that from the time he signed that word, it meant that he had admitted all the crimes that belonged to him and did not belong to him.

It means that he will probably never be the same as before.

Meng Shi turned to leave, but was stopped by Wen Yan.

He thought that Wen Yan was going to explain something, but he didn't expect that Wen Yan's words would be Lu Congqi: "You remember that you promised me that night."

Wen Yan seemed to be confessing the funeral, his eyes were determined: "Just treat him as me in a parallel time and space. If you are sorry for me, you have to treat him well."