kiss goodnight

The sound of police sirens came from a distance, accompanied by the whistling wind. Looking from a distance, the neon lights of the long bridge were like strips of light. Under the bright colors floating in the sky, red and blue were intertwined behind the black BMW that was as fast as lightning.

With the open windbreaker turned up at one corner, Wen Ke stood in front of the protective fence inside the second entrance. The naked eye measured the speed at 125. The police motorcycle blocking the road was useless. The naked eye measured the range/shot/range within [-] meters. Constables are clustered on the right side, and the feasibility is the left front wheel.

Wen Ke holds the gun in his right hand, and the bullet is loaded in a second. He concentrates on the wind speed, light perception, and deflection angle. He only has one chance.

Xie Rong's voice came from the Bluetooth headset: "The roadblock at the toll gate of Yancheng Expressway has been set up, and this grandson is bound to escape."

Wen Ke: "Not necessarily." Ru Falcon's eyes were sharp and frightening, he fine-tuned his breathing and said, "As long as there is still a way under your feet, there will be changes."

"I saw you." Xie Rong said anxiously, "Are you sure?"

Wen Ke slightly closed his eyelids: "Slow down."

With extremely focused eyes, Wen Ke remained calm in the face of the coming gunpowder.Three seconds later, his tall body stood still, his muscles tensed and powerful, his arms lowered as the shooting angle narrowed. He held his breath and raised his eyes in an instant—right now!

The light and shadow falling from the neon flashed across the windshield of the BMW. Duan Yang squinted his eyes and focused his sight. After seeing the scene inside the car clearly, a chill ran up his spine instantly. He shouted: "Boss! He also has a gun!"

There was no time for hesitation at all, Wen Ke was still assertive in the end, he once again decided to go head-to-head, leaving no room for the other party to abscond, and decisively pulled the trigger——

But Duan Yang has already run towards him.

In the winter three years ago, the criminal investigation detachment surrounded and suppressed a truck carrying illegal/prohibited/goods on Yancheng Expressway, and also did not give the traffic police detachment any time to prepare.At that time, Duan Hong was two years younger than Wen Ke, and he was the deputy captain of the No. [-] Squadron. Facing the speeding escape target, Duan Hong was more courageous than resourceful. The driver dared to disregard human life, change his route in order to avoid obstacles, and drove straight in the direction he evacuated.

Seeing people and motorcycles being crushed under the wheels, the heart-piercing redness made Wen Ke lose his mind for a moment.He got into the big G like a rage, kicked the accelerator to overtake the truck, took advantage of the body modification, hit it eight times in a row, forced the opponent to stop at the high-speed exit, gasoline mixed with gravel dripped all over the ground.

However, there was a gunshot, and as the co-pilot's glass shattered, the bullet went straight through Wen Ke's left shoulder.

The swarming police officers suppressed the truck driver and successfully arrested him. Wen Kexu took a breath, changed into Yan Ming's police car, took off his shirt and tightened the wound to stop the bleeding for a while, and insisted on returning to the scene to take another look at Duan Hiro.

Snow fell in the night sky, the temperature plummeted, and the flowing blood froze on the ground. Duan Yang, who had just entered the police academy, stepped on slippers and put on a faded padded jacket, knelt down in front of his brother, holding the unrecognizable corpse and crying bitterly. , Wen Ke will never forget such a heart-piercing scene.

After that, Duan Yang learned about Wen Ke's deeds from other people. He also helped him organize Duan Hong's funeral, sent a sum of money to his mother's account every year and festival, and mailed expensive supplements to his family.

After Duan Yang graduated, Wen Ke used Yan Ming's relationship to bring people to his side and cultivate them personally.

At the very moment, the thought that flashed through Duan Yang's mind was that the body that had been seriously injured before could not suffer another serious injury.Wen Ke didn't need to work hard for the Duan family in this way, because he attributed Duan Hong's death to his failure to stop him in time and stop him.

Two gunshots sounded, and the BMW braked suddenly. Due to the puncture of the left front wheel, the car body slammed into the guardrail uncontrollably.

At the same time, Wen Ke did not put down the hand holding the gun, his eyeballs trembled violently, and he unconsciously raised his left arm to hug Duan Yang's body that continued to slide. Daoli drew into a thin line, and the sharp beep made his mind go blank.

Wen Ke breathed tremblingly: "Duan Yang."

Duan Yang's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his dry lips were raised desperately, and he smiled palely: "Boss... are you okay?"

The wind seemed to be able to blow through the heart, Wen Ke panicked, a touch of coldness invaded his palm, blood trickled down his wrist, and Duan Yang moaned/groaned weakly next to his ear: "Boss...it hurts so much."

Wen Ke felt that he was about to lose his grip: "Duan Yang, hold on, hold on a little longer."

Duan Yang panted profusely: "My mother...my mother..."

Wen Ke supported this increasingly heavy body in a state of embarrassment. In front of him was the figure of Xie Rong rushing forward. He hurriedly took Duan Yang, hugged him horizontally, and said to Wen Ke: "The ambulance will be here soon."

Wen Ke seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move. He looked calm on the outside, but inside he was enduring the weightlessness of falling from a high altitude.He didn't know when he got into the ambulance, how he arrived at the hospital, who pushed Duan Yang into the operating room, the blood gradually cooled in the palm of his hand, he stared blankly, his eyes were completely red.

When Yan Ming arrived, Wen Ke was still on the seat, crossing his fingers to support his chin, his drooping eyelashes covering his dim pupils.Sitting next to Wen Ke, Yan Ming patted him on the shoulder forcefully, clutching his shoulders and comforting him in a low voice: "Xie Rong told me that Duan Yang was shot in the right abdomen, it's fine, don't give yourself a shot. Too much psychological burden."

Wen Ke remained silent and closed his eyes silently.

The night was longer than ever, whether it was for Wen Ke or Jiang Yi'an.

The 49th call was still unanswered. Jiang Yi'an put down the phone and let the buttons change from bright to dark. Wenke's name slowly disappeared from the screen.

He let out a long breath, put Wei/Ni/Bear between his folded legs, put his chin against the top of its head, and looked at the bright stars outside the window without moving, "Let's wait together", Jiang Yi'an stroked the big bear "Wen Ke will come back," he said firmly.

Four hours later, after Duan Yang finished the operation, he was escorted into a single ward by a group of police officers headed by Han Xiaojun, where they took turns to take care of him.At the door of the empty operating room, Wen Ke was the only one left. He was still sinking in the huge self-blame, his eyes were closed, and he couldn't get out.

Three years ago, he failed to catch Duan Hong and watched him die. Three years later, he failed to take good care of Duan Yang. After such a long time, he has not improved at all.

The phone vibrated in his pocket, Wen Ke came back to his senses, took it out and saw Jiang Yian's name, tried to calm down for a few seconds, swiped the screen to connect, but the other party was one step ahead of him: "Wen Ke, where are you?"

Wen Ke rubbed the sore brows: "Yi'an, I'm sorry, I broke my promise."

Hearing Wen Ke's voice, confirming that he is safe, Jiang Yi's heart fell back to the ground in an instant, and Jiang Yian calmed down: "It's okay, tell me, where are you?"

Wen Ke: "Hospital."

Jiang Yi'an suddenly became nervous: "Are you injured?"

Wen Ke said wearily: "No."

With a hoarse voice, depressed tone, and decadent tone, Jiang Yi'an could perceive Wen Ke's emotions at this time through weak signals, and he asked forcefully, "Which hospital?"

Wen Ke didn't have the strength to think too much, so he replied directly: "No.1 civilian hospital."

"Yeah." Jiang Yi'an remembered, "Then you are busy, don't worry, I will wait for you to come back."

Wen Ke said, "Okay."

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Yi'an let go of Wei/Ni/Xiong, got up and went to the bathroom to wash up briefly.Putting on his hat to cover his mask, he faced the sun-filled living room, walked firmly to the door, and bravely pushed the doorknob.

Compared with wanting to see you, those fears are not enough to be fears.

Jiang Yi'an sprinted downstairs stepping on the bright light, if Wen Ke couldn't come back, he would run to his side instead.

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