I love you, police officer

Chapter 10 The dangerous road to prison...

Yanqing County is mountainous, and the prison where Luo Zhan will be detained is located in a mountainous area far from the town.

The unusually blood-colored sunset finally danced with the last figure swallowed by the mountains.A mountain road is getting more and more sideways, and the vegetation on the side of the road is gradually barren, and the vehicles and people are gradually thinning out.

The road gradually narrows and the altitude gradually rises.

The clouds and mists in the mountains pile up in the twilight, and the summer night sky is a quiet and deep blue with dense stars.

After driving for a whole day and having just had dinner, several people all looked tired.

Da Mao rested his elbows on the sill of the car window, smoking a cigarette while driving.

Bai Yuan randomly searched for topics to chat with Cheng Yu and Luo Zhan in the back row.

Cheng Yu basically just asked and hummed.Luo Zhan's wrists were sore after being handcuffed all day, and the place where the metal was attached to the flesh was soaked red with sweat.

Luo Zhan looked at the night view of the winding mountain road with thousands of feet standing on one side and the deep valley on the other side, and suddenly fell silent. After a long time, he said: "My dad lives near here, and he will be here soon."

Cheng Yu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't your family live in the old city?"

Luo Zhan said with a sad smile: "My dad has ignored me for a long time. He thinks I don't study well, thinks I'm a fool. He doesn't live in the house I bought in the city, and moved back to a small town in the suburbs."

Luo Zhan added: "It was our old hometown, where my grandfather stayed. Later, when I got a rural-to-non-farmer household registration, I settled down in the city."

Cheng Yu asked, "What does your father do?"

"Guess?" Luo Zhan said with a smile, "Hey, my dad has a handicraft. When I was young, I used to watch him stir-fry noodles and tea powder on the stove, roll creaking boxes, and bake pies on the coal stove... He can also carve Eggshells! Eggshells are so thin that they shatter when pinched, the old man carved them really well!"

Luo Zhan slowly sorted out his memories. In the small alley of Gen'er North Street in Xihuang City, there were uninterrupted wheel marks from winter to spring.

Alleys, carts, briquettes.

In the coldest winter in the north, the small bungalow is filled with white gas, and the coals in the hearth burn slowly with a light blue flame.The old man was holding the red-hot coal balls with iron tongs, the kettle was steaming from the stove mouth, and the sweet potatoes were stained with oily sugar juice in the hearth.

A clever little boy with bushy eyebrows and big eyes squatted by the stove in big cotton trousers, eagerly staring at the few baked sweet potatoes in the hearth, and secretly stretched out his red-cracked hands to pick them out.

The iron tongs in the old man's hand swung over: "San'er, I burned your paw!"

The corners of those wrinkled eyes are filled with the warmth of home, that is the childhood time that Luo Zhan can never go back to in his long memory.

"My dad and his old man come back from get off work by bicycle every day, and cook for our three brothers. We eat the cooked food. He is actually full while cooking in the kitchen!

"Then, he took the bird cage and went out for a walk. Do you know where he usually goes for a walk? He walked up the Qianhaiyan! At that time, there was a flower and bird market at the front gate of Beihai Park, and it was late in the summer. It's very lively, people admiring flowers, walking birds, selling calligraphy and painting antiques, singing Kunqu opera... My dad is actually going there to find other old men to play chess with him!"

Cheng Yu nodded slightly.

Of course he knew that there was a flower and bird market in Qianhai. Every cool evening in summer, there were many people walking birds and playing chess. Their old Cheng family had lived in that area since Cheng Yu's grandfather was alive, so they were very familiar with it.

Luo Zhan didn't look at Cheng Yu, but looked out of the window, as if he was caught in the joy of memories, and said to himself: "My dad always chatters with our three brothers when he comes back from walking the birds every night. I ran into that guy again today. Old boy! That old boy fucking won two games of chess again! I lost that bag of crispy jujubes to that guy again - every time my dad goes to play chess, he brings something to eat. Eat, the things I bring are basically meat buns to beat dogs, and I lose to others every time, my dad is very honest and funny! He refuses to accept the loss, and he will lose again next time!"

Cheng Yu silently read Luo Zhan's obsessed demeanor, and suddenly interjected, "What did your father lose to others?"

"He is willing to lose anything! The food he makes is delicious, and he likes to hear people praise him for his craftsmanship! He often brings a plate of his kidney bean cake, dry cheese, or candy ears...fuck, I can't eat them all. He brought all the good things to his old chess friends to share!"

Luo Zhan said so that Da Mao and Bai Yuan in front of him shook their shoulders happily, and praised: "Your old man is not bad, he is a kind person, this is called chess quality!"

Only Cheng Yu didn't show the slightest smile.

Luo Zhan laughed heartily and said, "Don't think that only girls have that kind of honey that is so close. Men also have it, and my dad has honey! He always played chess with the same person at that time, and they always beat him. , he was not reconciled, as if he was competitive, he went to play chess with that person every night for several years... That old man was his 'chess lover'!

"Hey, but later, when he went back one day, his chess lover didn't show up.

"Our old man is a chess idiot. He waits every day. He walks around the bird market with a plate of kidney bean cakes every night. He has been waiting for a long time... The old man is quite disappointed because of this. He thinks he Why didn’t you notify him when your chess friend stopped coming, and he also forgot to find out where the opponent’s family lived, and he didn’t even know the opponent’s last name, and he was so sad about this for a long time..."

Cheng Yu comforted him at that time and said: "Maybe that person suddenly encountered something and stopped going. He didn't intend to let your father dove."

Luo Zhan nodded and smiled tolerantly in understanding, his eyes were a little clouded when he looked out the car window, and the familiar figure that was busy shaking by the steaming stove was shaking in front of his eyes.

Cheng Yu sat beside him silently, looking at the car window on the other side, two moist red tides slowly gathered in his eyes, and what seemed to be on the tip of his tongue was the dish of kidney bean cake, which had been indifferent for a long time...

Bai Yuan, who was listening to the story with relish, couldn't figure it out, and looked back at the two silent gods several times, hey, why did these two people stop talking suddenly?

A patter of rain fell from the valley.

The winding mountain road became slippery.

From the open car window on a rainy night, Luo Zhan's bold and bright voice came out, howling the shouts of veteran craftsmen in the small alleys of Huangchenggen, with a heart-warming local flavor.

"Bingtang—huluer—

"Hard noodle -- pastry --

"Sharpen the scissors—choke—vegetables—knives—"

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Maybe it was raining harder and harder that night, and the winding mountain road was extremely difficult to walk.

Or maybe after driving for a whole day, Bai Yuan drove for Da Mao for a while, and then switched back to Da Mao.

Otherwise, Luo Zhan's howls were too authentic and tasteful. A moist desolation soaked in the empty valley, hooking up the local accent buried in the memory of everyone in the bottom of the heart, and the people in the car were out of their minds. ...

Afterwards, Luo Zhan recalled that the most direct reason was that when he had just turned a nearly ninety-degree right-angle bend, a large truck carrying logs from the mountain on the opposite side was driving too fast. There is no barrier between the vehicles!

The bright and dazzling headlights of the big truck drew two burning marks on Luo Zhan's pupils, turning the world upside down!The subconscious sense of self-protection made him turn his head away at that time, and he didn't even have a chance to make a sound. When his body lost control, his shoulder was thrown towards the window glass on one side!

The severe pain of the shoulder blades, together with the sound of tires braking suddenly, the sound of broken grass and dead branches, the sound of window glass cracking, and the horrified sound of bodies rolling and hitting bones and flesh and flesh in the carriage trampled and ravaged all sensory nerves sharply!

The car overturned.

The escort vehicle rushed out of the road to avoid the skidding truck, rolled and screamed and fell into the valley...

Luo Zhan didn't even have the chance to struggle and scream, his handcuffed hands couldn't break free, and he couldn't protect his vitals or grasp his balance at all, so he rushed towards the front of the car.

At the moment when the illusion of life and death intertwined, Luo Zhan's soul was almost knocked out of his body.

No matter how hard his skull was, it couldn't be as hard as the thick front windshield.If the collision failed to shatter the glass, his head would be shattered; if the glass was shattered, his whole body would fly out of the car through the front window and fall into the deep valley.

He was dragged back to the back seat by a force.

The distance between the skull and the windshield seemed to be only two inches, and the sound of wind and rain and screams of struggle and pain in the ears tore the nerve endings!

His body was suddenly tightly held by the people around him, and a forearm like a steel bar made him almost suffocate for a moment in the violent physical collision and tumbling.

The cracked, broken and deformed walls of the carriage crazily rushed up from all around, and slammed into the body protecting him just an inch away from Luo Zhan's eyes!

The violent tearing and impact between the metal and the flesh did not hurt Luo Zhan's body, but it seemed to screw his heart hard, making him want to shout in extreme panic, want to call for help, and want to break free from the shackles that bound him , I want to hug the people around me...

Blood spurted out.

The scalp suddenly felt severe pain like being cut by a chainsaw, his eyes turned black, and the bright red viscous liquid exploded in front of Luo Zhan's eyes, the moment he lost consciousness...

The rain splashed through the broken window glass and hit Luo Zhan's face, making him regain consciousness quickly.

The strong smell of blood permeated the entire carriage, and the shallow groans seemed very close but seemed far away.In a trance, Luo Zhan couldn't tell where he was.

The car overturned down a long slope.

The groaning and moaning came from the little white police officer sitting in the front row, half of his head was bleeding.

It was warm under Luo Zhan's body, and the hot and sticky slurry stained his whole body.

He moved his body in horror, and hastily touched with the two hands behind his back: "Officer Cheng?... Cheng Yu? Cheng Yu?!"

"Fuck, do you have a flashlight? Give it a light! Brothers, please say something, can you still breathe?!" Luo Zhan shouted anxiously.Their eyes were numb, and they couldn't see who was who at all.

Bai Yuan moaned and moved, he wanted to get out of the car but couldn't help it for a while, but he finally freed his hand and pulled out the small flashlight on his waist.

The beam of light tore through the silent, blood-stained night.

Luo Zhan also licked blood on one side of his scalp.A steel bar inlaid on the side window glass was smashed by the cracked car body and pierced towards his head, but was blocked by someone, only rubbing his scalp and leaving a deep scar.

Luo Zhan turned his head with difficulty, and saw Cheng Yu under him.

At that moment, he was almost crazy because of the scene in front of him, and his body and limbs convulsed.

He feels that he has never been afraid of anything since he grew up, and he has never been afraid of anything.The ignorant is fearless, Luo San'er has always been fearless, and he is a bully walking sideways in Bada Hutong with his chest upright and bare feet!

For a few seconds, he was so frightened that he was on the verge of crying.

He thought that at a certain moment, Cheng Yu shouldered the chaotic carriage and held him in his arms.

The steel bar that was supposed to pierce Luo Zhan's head between his eyebrows was blocked by Cheng Yu's efforts, and then he inserted Cheng Yu's arm like this, piercing from the outside of the right elbow, piercing out from the side of the upper arm bone, and then piercing into it. It was like a skewer pierced with mutton skewers, and Cheng Yu was put on it like a meat skewer.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the girl who left me a comment and rated it, I like the feelings expressed in this chapter, really... [Don’t throw tomatoes, hey!

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The winter of 2008 was the last winter when Gulou Coal Factory supplied briquettes to residents.With the progress of the coal-to-electricity project, bungalow households within the second ring road in Beijing are gradually converting coal-burning heating to electricity heating, and briquettes and coal stoves have become history.

Remember this old-fashioned stove that burns briquettes?Has anyone used it?