misplaced survival

"Ah! Murder!"

"help me!"

"Help!"

Amidst the frantic cries for help, loud sounds of evacuation appeared, and the police rushed to the scene to cover other people in the market from leaving.

"Everyone leave in an orderly manner, pay attention to your feet, don't crowd! Be careful not to step on people!"

"Parents take care of their children and don't get separated!"

Most of the people calmed down a lot when they saw the police coming, but there were still some people who rushed out in fear and accidentally stepped on passers-by, causing another commotion.

In order not to cause a stampede, the police had to disperse part of the police force to maintain order, and the remaining police were in the opposite direction of the flow of people, constantly approaching the center of the chaos.

"Don't come here!" A man shouted at the approaching policeman with a knife. Seeing that the policeman was still approaching, he put the knife across the necks of the two children who had just been kidnapped. "If you come any closer, I'll kill them!"

The man hid behind the children and used them to escape the guns of the police.

Children are the least able to resist, and the most threatening to the existence of others.As long as there are hostages in hand, the police will not dare to move.

"Okay, we're not going any closer! Calm down!" The policeman raised his hand to prevent others from moving forward, trying to appease the gangster.

They just received a report from the police that a man rushed into the market with a knife, cutting anyone he saw.

The murderer who commits this kind of indiscriminate killing usually has antecedents.

The police stared at the man's actions. The man's footsteps were erratic, his breathing was short, his expression was stiff and unnatural, and his teeth were obviously stained when he spoke. He looked like a drug addict.

Take a closer look, this person is the methamphetamine dealer that the police are looking for recently.

"Captain, do you shoot?" the policeman asked the captain in a low voice.

The captain of the police force shook his head and looked worriedly at the child in the man's hand, "He has a child in his hand, so he can't shoot!"

The man was trembling all over, and his back molars were clenched, "I know, I will be caught by you sooner or later. Then before I die, take a few more people to be buried with me, so I won't be alone on the road, it's worth it!"

Seeing that he was going to make a move, the police immediately stopped him, "Ah frame, the police are not arresting you to force you to a corner. As long as you confess to being on the line, reform in prison and detoxify, there is still a possibility of getting out!"

The man sneered, "Come out? Will you be staring at me forever after you come out? It's better to die now."

As he said, he raised the knife angrily and was about to kill the two children in his hand.

At this moment, a policeman stepped forward, threw the man on the ground, and pushed the two boys aside, "Run!"

The boy hugged his younger brother and ran to the side. When he looked at the police again, the police uncle was looking at them with relief, and his chest was covered with blood.

Looking at his bloody hands, the man suddenly realized that he had stabbed the policeman, stepped back in a hurry, and quickly fled the scene.

"Chase!" The remaining officers quickly chased the man, leaving one officer to call an ambulance

The injured policeman staggered up to the two children, suppressing the pain and comforting him with a smile: "Don't... be afraid..."

As soon as his words fell, the strength in his body seemed to be pulled away, and he fell powerlessly to the ground.

The boy took a deep breath, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he immediately covered his little brother's eyes.

The little boy sobbed in fear, "I'm afraid..."

The passer-by looked at the two children hiding pitifully in the corner, and sighed sympathetically. The parents hadn't found the children after they had been lost for so long.

"Don't be afraid, brother will always protect you." The boy forced himself to be calm, and patted his little brother's back to try to comfort him, but his eyes were already full of tears.

In the panic, the two children were slightly wounded. Their blood flowed out from the wounds and slowly fell to the ground. They gradually became compatible. It seemed that silk threads sprouted from the blood and wrapped around their hands.

Can't break free and cut constantly.

"son!"

The little boy's parents rushed over. The crowd was too chaotic just now, and they couldn't find their son when they turned around. Seeing that their son was slightly injured, but luckily nothing serious, they finally let go of their worries.

The little boy didn't respond to his parents, but kept staring at the policeman who fell on the ground, and bowed deeply.

Seeing this, the boy also stood up and bowed with him, his eyes full of grief.

"Brother." Before the little boy left, he looked back at his brother who had just comforted him, "Thank you."

The boy stood there alone, watching the little boy gradually walk away, looking around helplessly.

Suddenly a childlike voice ran back to him: "Brother!"

The boy looked back, only to see that the little boy had come back, he kept approaching and gradually grew up, and when he ran in front of him, he turned into Jiang Xiyan.

Song Zhou looked at Jiang Xiyan in confusion, "Is that you?"

Back then when he went out to buy groceries, he bumped into a gangster who committed an attack, and the little boy who was captured together with him never heard from him again.

Jiang Xiyan also remembered the anniversary of the policeman's death and regarded him as a benefactor.Could he be that little boy, and did the fate between them start from that time?

"Brother." Jiang Xiyan called out with a smile, his smile was as bright as the warm sun in winter.

Under their feet was the color of a lake, and the water reflected the appearance of the two when they were children, and the red lines on their wrists shone faintly in the light.

All of a sudden, a stone hit the lake surface, causing waves on the water surface, disturbing all the colors in front of us.

Song Zhou looked in front of him again, and Jiang Xiyan's appearance gradually dissipated like ashes, disappearing into nothingness.

"Jiang Xiyan!" Song Zhou woke up from his dream and sat up suddenly from the bed, feeling lost.

He turned his head to look at the misty sky outside the window, and glanced at the clock beside the bed, it was only four o'clock in the morning.

Going back to sleep would definitely make him unable to sleep, Song Zhou got out of bed, changed his clothes and prepared to go out.

Before going out, Song Zhou looked back at the empty house, sighed, pushed the door and left.

Jiang Xiyan opened the door and let Mo Jun go first, then closed the door and followed behind him.

Seeing that Jiang Xiyan had been silent, Mo Jun asked with a smile, "Why did I ask you if you didn't ask?"

"Why?" Jiang Xiyan asked along the way.

Whether it was the school or the police station, he had never had contact with Mo Jun, and he was also curious why Mo Jun suddenly asked him to come out to chat.

The two strolled in the small playground behind the police station. Because they were not familiar with each other, there were three runways between them.

Mo Jun put his hands in his pockets, did not rush to explain the reason, but asked Jiang Xiyan, "Why are you a policeman?"

Jiang Xiyan looked at Mo Jun in confusion. There were too many people asking him this question along the way, but he didn't understand why Mo Jun had to ask him?

"Don't look at me with such eyes, I don't mean anything malicious." Mo Jun laughed lowly, wondering if he looked so much like a villain in the first place?

Jiang Xiyan responded, and after thinking for a while, he replied, "Because this profession can help me achieve my goal."

Hearing that Jiang Xiyan's answer was the same as what he imagined, Mo Jun smiled and said, "Sure enough."

He suddenly turned around and started walking backwards, looking very leisurely, and said in a ostentatious tone: "I heard about you when I went back to school, and the yellow team also said that you have a promising future. I was also the object of pursuit , I was quite upset when I heard that someone stole my limelight. But Jiang Xiyan, I don't envy you."

Mo Juan suddenly stopped, stopped in front of Jiang Xiyan, and said loudly: "I asked you why you became a policeman, because I wanted to know whether you like this profession or if you have other purposes. Now it seems that you are the latter. "

He put away his cynicism, stood up straight and looked at the person in front of him, and said solemnly: "Police is different from other professions. What we bear is not only our own personal wishes, but also self-sacrifice when necessary. You are very smart, I also have the ability, but if this ability is only used on myself, I just feel that it is a pity."

Jiang Xiyan pursed his lips and remained silent. He became a policeman to avoid risks, get closer to the truth, and train himself to have the ability to protect himself.What Mo Jun said was right, so far, all his plans were limited to himself.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mo Juan turned around and continued to walk forward, "Before, someone always advised me that being a policeman should not be too utilitarian, that you should not only care about rankings, and that the honor of the team is far higher than the individual heroism. I always thought that he Nagging, like an old lady, annoying to death."

As Mo Jun spoke, he sighed, "But I know, what he said is not wrong."

But the anger is there, some people don't care about the ranking, but they can always overwhelm others, and he chased desperately, but he is still far behind.

Jiang Xiyan's attention was attracted by his words, although he didn't know who the other party was, but listening to Mo Juan's description, he always felt somewhat familiar.

So he asked curiously: "Is this person Senior Song?"

Seeing the light in his eyes, Mo Jun exhaled dejectedly, "Yeah, another fan of Song Zhou."

Jiang Xiyan, who was exposed, gave a dry laugh, and thanked him earnestly: "Senior, I understand what you mean. Don't worry, since I have embarked on this road, I will go on well, worthy of a police uniform, and Trust our people."

Mo Juan raised his eyebrows, and responded arrogantly and indifferently: "Just think about it clearly, I've said so much is not in vain."

It's really inexplicable, he obviously hates Song Zhou's talkativeness, why is he chattering like him today.

Jiang Xiyan thought for a while, and quickly followed Mo Jun's pace. The distance between three runways gradually narrowed. He cleared his throat and asked tentatively, "Senior, are you familiar with Senior Song?"

Mo Jun turned to look at him, and asked with a little disgust: "Why, you ask me about him? I don't know him well!"

"Oh." Jiang Xiyan said, opening the distance between the two of them again.

"Tsk." Mo Jun was speechless, Jiang Xiyan's face changed too quickly, and he immediately leaned forward, "If you say a few more words, my heart will soften, will I tell you? You junior, Why are you so indifferent! Be careful not to find a girlfriend."

Jiang Xiyan pursed his lips, stopped and faced Mo Jun, and asked again: "Senior, can you tell me about Senior Song?"

He said, and added: "I often heard about you at school, but I've never met him, so I want to know."

Mo Juan curled his lips, but his tone was still a bit reluctant, "Song Zhou? Actually, he's quite boring, so there's nothing to talk about. But I see that you suit me well, so let's chat with you!"

As he spoke, he sat down on the steps beside the small playground, recalling the past about Song Zhou, somewhat disappointed.

Song Zhou once mentioned his past in person, and he didn't seem to intend to hide it from others, and it seemed that he had already come out.

There are quite a few people who know about this matter, and Jiang Xiyan doesn't look like someone who talks nonsense, so he can still chat.

Thinking about it, Mo Jun said slowly: "He is actually an orphan."