Chapter 773 Lost

My head feels a little dizzy.

Chen Shu sat on the ground and leaned against the car.

The chase came to mind a few years ago, when the target was said to be the kidnapper with the highest IQ since the founding of the Republic.

That day, he was also chasing a criminal suspect with a car. Just like in a movie, he was so passionate that he didn't care. He just kicked the accelerator and knocked over the suspect's car.

It rolled over and the car almost exploded.

But at that time, I was young and energetic, and the situation forced me to do it, so I had no choice but to do it.

Unlike today, when a car crashes, it happens naturally. The moment you refuel, it's like pressing the "fast forward button" when watching a movie, 3X or 5X.

He was surprisingly calm, and now that he thought about it, he was also extremely calm, as if all this happened naturally and was no big deal.

Since when did I, who had always cherished my life, become so desperate?

Or should we say, Dongzhou’s desperate Saburo?

Oh, what a prophecy.

A few years ago in my hometown, I was affectionately nicknamed by the masses. I thought it was a joke after a misunderstanding, but unexpectedly it turned out to be true.

"Chen Da (Chen Suo), want one?"

A shadow came over him, and Chen Shu, who was sitting on the ground leaning against the car tire, subconsciously looked up. Under the streetlight, the man's face flickered, making it difficult to distinguish for a while.

"Xiao Xiaoqiang?" Chen Shu covered his forehead and said in a daze.

"Xiaoqiang? Who is Xiaoqiang?" The voice came again, with some questions, and then a relieved laugh, "Haha, Chen Da, you are too tired. After this case is over, you need to take a good rest. I’m Zhu Yiba.”

The word "Zhu Yiba" pulled Chen Shu back from his memories. For a moment, Chen Shu seemed to have returned to the past.

At that time, he was driving alone in the mountains and forests to chase the kidnappers. Xiaoqiang also followed behind in a car, chasing him desperately for fear of losing him.

This guy Xiaoqiang has never been quiet since he was discharged from the army and came to Zhongshan Institute.

He is a household registration administrator who works from 9 to 5, but he likes to go to the security team office where black and white are reversed.

Whenever there is nothing to do, he likes to take the initiative to work overtime to work for the security team. When working, he is always on the front line, with a smile on his face, and he enjoys it.

Later, when I went to Burma, this guy stuck me on me like a plaster and I couldn't even drive him away.

In the end, in order to become a real policeman, he went to southern Xinjiang thousands of miles away from his hometown.

Hey, I really don’t know what’s going on in his little head?

Thinking of the past, Chen Shu couldn't help but smile, waved to take the cigarette, and sighed: "It's okay, I just remembered a little brother. Like you, he is also retired from the army, um, a scout."

Following Xiaoqiang's original appearance, Chen Shu also emphasized the word 'scout'.

This is already the pride engraved in their bones.

However, things have become different now.

"Oh, he is also a brother who was transferred to the army. Is he in our team now? What is his full name? Why do I have the impression that there is no such person in our team?"

Zhu Yiba also didn't care much about the unclean floor. He sat down next to Chen Shu, took a cigarette for himself, then took out the lighter from his arms and stretched it out in front of Chen Shu.

However, a long time passed, and until he felt his elbows were getting a little sore from raising them, the lighter was still not being touched.

Zhu Yiba glanced at the person sitting next to him in confusion.

Although there was a smile on the other person's face, his eyes were dim and dull, as if what he saw was not the scenery in front of him, but the loneliness deep in his heart.

Zhu Yiba couldn't understand Chen Shu's sudden sadness, but the sadness at this moment made people unable to escape, as if he was also involved.

Turning back and lighting the cigarette in his mouth with a lighter, Zhu Yiba looked into the distance and thought of his comrades who died on the border.

Xiaopang and the squad leader don’t know how they are doing in heaven.

The two of them just sat on the ground, smoking, letting the smoke linger in the air, then slowly rise into the sky, and then dissipate.

The grayness may take away the memories of the past.

"Chen Da, you are really cruel."

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"You don't look like a civil servant at all."

"Yiba, we police officers cannot treat ourselves as civil servants, otherwise we will make ourselves angry to death."

"Yes, that's the truth. I heard Zhang Qing often say, 'Treat police officers kindly and treat police officers harshly'. Mr. Chen, is this such an exaggeration?"

"The latest saying is that 'strict control means kindness, and strict management of the police means treating the police well'. Hey, it's all spread by guys who sit in the office and talk without backache. But because of this, Zhang Qing's head is bald. A lot.”

"Haha, indeed. The bureau originally arranged for him to go to the institute. I heard that he would rather die than surrender."

"Yes, even if I die, I will die as a special police officer."

"But having said that, our SWAT team is really simpler than others. Haha, simplicity is a blessing!"

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Feeling a little tight in his chest, Chen Shu took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it himself, as an emergency treatment.

"Brother Ba, I need you to come over and help me." Jiang Hai, who was standing on the other side of the road, waved in this direction.

"Okay, come over here." Zhu Yiba patted his butt and stood up, looking back at Chen Shu, who was still sitting on the ground.

Under the street lights, hidden in the shadows under the car, it was difficult to see clearly.

Zhu Yiba trotted away.

Chen Shu, on the other hand, quietly looked at the people one by one.

Zhu Yiba, Chen Chuan, Jiang Hai, Huang Mao.

Zhu Yiba still looked calm, perhaps because he had done a lot of desperate business in the border areas for many years, and this car crash and arrest were common in his eyes.

Huang Mao followed his old platoon leader with a natural look.

Although Chen Chuan was still cursing, his hands and feet were nimble, and he didn't feel how much impact the previous collision had on him.

He should be used to it.

Jiang Hai, a student of the police academy, was a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers. He kept chattering while working, and his excitement seemed to have no signs of dying down.

I just don't know if he will lead this little guy astray.

This kid is still studying in the police academy. If he has a bottom line in his mind and thinks that this is the style of the police to arrest people, when he graduates and returns to Donghai, he will act in this style, and who knows how big a thing he will do.

Chen Shu couldn't help but laugh, but his expression became serious in an instant.

They, none of them can be missing, none of them can be

In a trance, Chen Shu's mind inserted another inappropriate scene.

It was the back of a woman.

She stood on a small hill, with an old old city behind her, looking like a Chinese town in the 1980s and 1990s.

She was wearing a white dress, her hair was blown by the wind, and her long black hair was floating in the air with the wind.

She held a camera in her hand.

Then she looked back, her eyes were bright.

"So, Officer Chen, as a people's policeman."

"How can you be so righteous and say such irresponsible words?"

Chen Shu woke up suddenly, and suddenly remembered the conversation with her in the Japanese restaurant some time ago.

At that time, Chen Shu always used his reality to explain her ideals.

Is it fear of loss, or is it because of loss that you know how to cherish?

Who is right and who is wrong, in fact, until now, he has not found the answer.

He took out his phone and switched to WeChat. After clicking on the familiar profile picture, the picture that remained was still the one he sent to the other party yesterday to inquire about his current situation.

No reply.

Chen Shu felt a little uneasy.

On the hillside, the woman lowered her head slightly, and her long hair like a waterfall covered her bright eyes.

"I also hope that someone is afraid of losing me."