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Suddenly, a big man rushed out from the crowd, holding a watermelon knife in his hand, he slashed at Pu Yuning head-on.They were caught off guard at all, and the people around them couldn't respond in time, so a bloody case resulted.

It is said that the murderer was a schizophrenic patient, who happened to have the onset of the disease that day, so that the lives of the three people were hanging on the line like ants.

"But I still can't understand how that person slipped away so fast. I still can't find it. The efficiency of the police is unimaginably low." Zhang Yixing wiped Jin Junmian's face with a hot towel, and Jin Junmian couldn't say much. , can only give him a weak expression to express the same incomprehension.

Wu Yifan opened the window and looked away, and said for a while: "Jun Mian is hungry, Yixing went out and bought him some porridge."

Zhang Yixing glanced at him suspiciously, but still answered and packed up his things and went out.

"You pushed him away and wanted to say something to me alone?" Jin Junmian pulled the wound with some pain as soon as he spoke, and his face immediately wrinkled into a ball.

"Don't worry, just listen to me." Wu Yifan signaled him to calm down, "This murderer is a mentally ill person, although I can't guess what he's thinking with normal people's thinking, but I don't think he will run away after hurting someone. Anyway, he just hid somewhere on the island, just taking advantage of the law enforcement officers' unfamiliarity with the terrain to delay time. The question is, did the locals not notice his trace at all, or did they deliberately conceal it for him?"

"What do you mean?"

"This shows that the masses are actually disgusted with the government's actions and are unwilling to participate too much in the action of arresting the murderer."

Jin Junmian snorted coldly: "In this way, I am not wronged for being stabbed. I need to be stabbed a few more times, right?"

"That's not what I mean, I just think that maybe we can start with the local people." Wu Yifan pulled up a stool and sat down beside the hospital bed, "Junmian, when I first saw you were injured, I couldn't control my emotions at all. , Now that I think about it, this accident may bring us a lot of enlightenment. Zhong Da was seriously injured, and his life was in danger, and so was Park Shi, and you too. No one deserves to be hurt for no reason. But, another time, Handle sensitive issues in a different way, and the outcome could change completely, and you don't have to suffer."

Jin Junmian didn't answer, but just stared at Wu Yifan with his dark eyes.

"You have a good rest, I'm leaving."

"Yifan," Jin Junmian called to stop him, "You really scare me, I'm beginning to regret having to compete with you."

"Very good, then my goal has been achieved." Wu Yifan smiled lightly, "I never thought of arguing with you, because there is absolutely no need."

In fact, I have always been the only one who has never fought without bloodshed.

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Everyone's manic symptoms were finally gradually relieved after the murderer was arrested. At this time, the man had been sleeping in the woods on an isolated island for nearly a week.No one knows how he survived and whether someone is helping him, or whether he is really crazy or fake, there are too many questions to be answered.However, these are not the policy makers' concern. How to give the public an explanation on this matter is their primary topic of discussion in the near future.

Should the truth be published, in what way, and with what attitude?Even though the incident of hurting people is heinous, the way the government handles it is not without its criticisms. How to keep the water tight and not let others tell the truth, in Wu Yifan's words, is indeed a test of the leadership's wisdom.

However, it is an indisputable fact that a group of people were thrown into chaos, and some work has also come to a standstill, and the relevant personnel were ordered to keep silent about the matter.Just after the Spring Festival, the weather was still gloomy and gloomy, and the gloomy phenomenon made everyone's already depressed mood even more depressed.

Zhang Yixing popped a mint candy into his mouth, and climbed upstairs lazily. There was a small ulcer wound on his lower gum, and he couldn't think about eating or drinking after tossing about.When they met Wu Yifan at the corner of the stairs, the two almost bumped into each other.

Wu Yifan quickly steadied Zhang Yixing who was about to fall: "Uncomfortable?"

Zhang Yixing propped his eyelids with his hands: "Didn't sleep well..." He took a mint candy for Wu Yifan, "Here, it's delicious, refreshing."

Wu Yifan threw the candy into his mouth, and couldn't help pinching Zhang Yixing's slightly pale cheeks: "The spirit is so bad, isn't it necessary to go to the hospital to be on duty?"

The injuries of the three people were all under stable control, so no one was assigned to guard on duty. Zhang Yixing just habitually went to the hospital to see if there was anything he needed to help, but the gloomy weather and continuous winter rain made him feel inexplicably Some depressed.

"There's no way to sit in the office every day. It's good to go there for a walk, just be with Brother Junmian."

"En." Wu Yifan chewed the candy and only gave one word as a response.

This person's reflex arc, wrapped in flour, twisted into twists and fried, didn't taste too good, but he and Jin Junmian didn't notice the undercurrent. The previous worries were too much.

"Go to the office and sleep for a while, and I'll accompany you there when I'm done." Wu Yifan hugged the documents in his hands and prepared to leave after his molars felt cold from the refreshing taste.

Zhang Yixing rubbed his temples, the skin touched by his fingertips revealed unusual heat, he opened his eyes hard, but the sun was still not visible outside the window, and the dark clouds made him almost breathless.

Sighing pretentiously, he took another helpless step.

It was another long and boring meeting. It was supposed to be a normal discussion but because of the different opinions of the decision-makers, there was a lot of quarrel. The voice of one side is more powerful and the number of people of one side is relatively dominant.Taking advantage of the intermission, he ran outside to smoke a cigarette, only to find Pan Jie, the first secretary, who was also smoking outside.

After hearing the footsteps, Pan Jie turned sideways vigilantly, extinguished the cigarette on the potted plant in the corridor, rubbed her face vigorously and turned around.Today, he doesn't wear glasses, his pair of phoenix eyes are dull, and his once shiny back hair has lost a few strands of messy hair because he hasn't combed it carefully, and there are even a few white hairs mixed in, completely missing his usual shrewd and capable appearance.

After Park Yuning was injured, he was under a lot of pressure, and he had to shoulder all the usual work, especially seeming unable to do what he wanted.

Seeing him like this, Wu Yifan couldn't help calling out in a low voice: "Brother Pan, are you alright?"

Pan Jie was stunned when Wu Yifan called him that, and then laughed.He is well versed in the rules of the officialdom, and usually deals with too many people. He flatters those who are hostile, and those who despise those who despise him. Over the years, he has not been treated sincerely by the people around him.

"It's been a long time since no one called me that. It's good. It sounds good." Pan Jie handed Wu Yifan a cigarette, and Wu Yifan didn't smoke it, just played with it in his hand, "I'm fine, it's just that the boss is suffering. .”

The driver's secretary around the leader is used to calling the leader "boss", just like students call their mentors the boss, which shows that people are not only their superiors, but also a guiding light in their careers.Everyone thinks that it is good to enjoy the shade under a big tree, but they never think that the tree will fall and the monkeys will be scattered. When something happens to Park Yunning, the people who usually ask him are only concerned about whether what they ask for will come true, and they also feel sorry for the price he paid for paving the road and building bridges. Too big, never really paid attention to his injury, just thought that if he really encountered an accident, there would be one less dirty soul in the world, and he would have nothing to do with him.

"Look at those people who are arguing so much inside, which one is not for their own interests, man, don't pretend to be righteous at critical moments, it's too fake." Pan Jie flicked the lighter and lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath, " Regardless of whether the boss did the right thing this time, the achievements he has made for City Z are obvious to all. Whenever something happens, people will complain and question it repeatedly... If they have the ability, they will go to battle with their guns, I am afraid they will be scared and scream mother."

How can there be sincerity in the officialdom, it's all about profit.

"Don't be burdened, I'm just complaining to you." Pan Jie patted him on the shoulder appreciatively, "I know what you've done, to appease the murderer's family and the villagers on the island is the most important thing we should do. I don’t want to do it. You have the courage and the courage, that’s great.”

Wu Yifan turned his eyes away, looking into the distance with deep eyes like a well: "Since it is something that should be done, why don't you want to."

With a sense of affirmation, this sentence does not mean doubt.

"Up to now, apart from caring about the person I love and my life, I can't ignore the truest drive in my heart, here." Wu Yifan pointed to his left chest, "It keeps clamoring, Wu Yifan, do what you should do Yes, keep moving forward, and one day you will occupy the commanding heights of your life with an unparalleled attitude.”

The corner of Pan Jie's mouth moved slightly, and he let out an unbelievable sigh.

"You got enlightened faster than I thought." Pan Jie paused, his voice trembling, "You know... Boss, the main reason why he thinks highly of you is that your temperament is exactly the same as when he was young of."

Fortunately, you were never lost.

People often do things because of the word "unwilling".

Because I am not reconciled, I keep challenging, improving, and changing, even by unscrupulous means.

Looking back, I found that what I got and what I lost had formed a confrontation on both sides of the balance.

Every struggle between desire and conscience is a process of self-realization and transformation, but there is no inevitable measure for better or worse.

"Although it is very vulgar to say this, I still have to say that young people have a bright future."

"Self-growth and inappropriateness