Chapter 727

The smoke on the long stone steps of Parliament Hill had dissipated. The sun was shining brightly on the grass behind the green chairs in Charter Square. The silent onlookers watched attentively from behind the yellow cordon. The armed military police were maintaining order. Looking at the young couple sitting under the statue of the five-person team, this scene looked very much like the set of a romance movie, not a killing field of life and death.

Leaning on the girl's shoulder, Shi Qinghai bit on the cigarette and narrowed his eyes, reminiscing about the past. This cigarette was not as powerful as the one in the Golden Foundation building, but it was warmer.

After a few beeps, the call was connected. The signal through the stars couldn't get an immediate answer, so the other side was silent. In this silence, his beautiful purple lips moved slightly, and he began to speak.

"The people on the list, I killed Byron, and I shot Paulsen twice." He was very sleepy, seriously counting the heads, and continued to speak into the phone in Zou Yu's hand, "There are still some things that I haven't finished, so I'll leave them to you."

"I'm on a dead end, so I did things so ruthlessly, leaving those old men with no way out. You're not me, so you can walk more steadily."

After a moment of silence, Shi Qinghai pursed his lips and blew gently, messing up the hair in front of his forehead with the wind. He said with a charming smile, "These are all trivial matters. The next thing is serious, there are some things that I need you to do for me."

"You know that I have many girlfriends, but they don't need you to care about them. But two days ago, I owed a favor to Xiaosu. You must remember to help me pay it back. Help me bully her ex-boyfriend. Her name is Wu Li, and she works at the Army general hospital."

Zou Yu sat in front of him silently on the cold stone steps, her head down, not saying a word.

Shi Qinghai looked at her crystal-clear earlobes that were like jade pendants in her hair, and continued to order the small-eyed man on the other end of the phone, "Help me take care of my son, and this evil woman."

He coughed twice, and blood flowed out from his nose, dripping onto Zou Yu's chest and onto the ground.

Zou Yu, who was in his arms, lowered her head and hugged her slightly trembling knees. Tears finally overflowed from her eyes and dripped onto the ground, mixing with the blood of the man behind her.

…

…

The crowd outside the cordon let out a low cry. Seeing the beautiful girl begin to cry, they couldn't help but worry.

The soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division thought that the hostages were about to break down and were ready to attack at any time. However, the highest-ranking officer in the corner of the square was sitting silently on the couple's chair. He did not give any orders and slowly tasted the taste of the coarse tobacco under the sun.

The military officer behind the chair walked to him with the phone. Du Shaoqing calmly took the phone and listened to the direct order from the higher-ups, but the expression on his face did not change.

"Why haven't you acted yet? Don't you know that the most important thing to deal with a terrorist incident is time? Now that the Internet is in chaos, the emergency plan can't deal with the spread of rumors at all. "

Du Shaoqing silently listened to the stern questioning of a certain director on the other end of the phone. He did not open his mouth to speak.

"Commander Du Shaoqing, I order you to carry out a surprise attack immediately and kill the criminals. The safety of the hostages is important, but are the people who died in Parliament Hill not important? If you continue to delay, it means that you are committing a crime! "

"As a soldier." Du Shaoqing slowly put on his sunglasses, stood up, and calmly said to the other end of the phone, "I have always thought that the politicians in Parliament Hill are all scumbags."

After a moment of silence, the director solemnly said, "Including Colonel Ximen?"

Under the wide sunglasses, it was obvious that Du Shaoqing's straight nose was wrinkled in disgust. He did not answer the question, but slowly closed his eyes for a very long time.

…

…

Outside the famous chain coffee shop in the corner of the square, the usually lively outdoor area was extremely quiet at the moment.

The waiters wore dark green aprons, which looked very similar to the Federation's military uniform. Although they were not soldiers, they could not leave like the guests. They had to stick to their posts. They could only nervously look at the center of the square and the phone screen in their hands, paying attention to the instant news that refreshed from time to time.

Under a large parasol in the shadow of the corner, Gu Xifeng stared at the empty coffee cup in front of her and said in a low voice, "The Seventh Division is the one who dealt with the incident. Du Shaoqing is personally in command. How can we save people with just a few people? And looking at the young master's behavior, it seems that there is no plan to leave at all. Where can we go to help? "

"Did Davinsi enter the sewers?" Xiong Linquan said in a low voice, the clear water cup in front of him humming. "There are a total of 92 sewer entrances around the square. If he can get close to any of the three entrances next to the statue, there is still a possibility."

Gu Xifeng frowned and covered the miniature communicator in her ear. She shook her head in disappointment and said, "He can't find a chance. The Seventh Division is too strict. All the entrances are guarded."

Xiong Linquan lowered his head in silence and looked at the black box at his feet.

Gu Xifeng shook her head firmly. "Impulsiveness can't solve the problem."

Xiong Linquan cursed in a low voice. He raised his head and frowned at the center of the square in the distance. He looked at the faintly visible figure of the man below the statue and roared angrily, "What is this young master thinking? If he wants to escape from the Parliament Hill building, there are many choices. Why does he have to choose a dead end? "

…

…

The call to the West Woods ended. Shi Qinghai had finished telling that guy what to do. Because of the delay, there was no way to hear that guy's voice.

He smiled regretfully and took the cigarette back from Zou Yu's hand. He handed the phone back to her, but then took it back. No one noticed that he had passed something small to her.

The spring sun was charming, just like the women in his life. Shi Qinghai was satisfied with the warmth and quiet sleepiness. He pressed close to Zou Yu's back and was about to say something fierce to end this legendary spring performance when he inadvertently glanced at someone crying in the crowd in the distance.

His vision was sometimes a little blurry, but sometimes it was clearer than before. He frowned and looked in that direction, looking at two girls crying in the crowd.

One of the girls was wearing a light pink nurse's uniform, but the cute hat on her head was gone. Her black hair was slightly messy, and she was crying her heart out under the surprised gazes of the people around her.

The other girl was standing a little further away. Her face, which had not been seen for a long time, was still as delicate and shy as yesterday. She was holding a few books tightly in her arms. Judging by the size of the books, they were probably school textbooks. Because she was holding them too tightly, her fingers were slightly trembling and pale, and tears were flowing silently.

Shi Qinghai's hand that was holding the cigarette froze for a moment. After a while, a sincere smile appeared on his face, and he waved at the crowd on the other side of the warning line again.

Then he put down his arms and moved away from Zou Yu's back with some difficulty. He leaned against the slightly hot bronze statue and sighed comfortably. Then he fell into a dark and sweet dream under the sun.

A long silence.

Zou Yu slowly straightened her body that was buried between her knees. She casually tidied her hair and stood up on the stone steps with strength that came out of nowhere. Without looking back or stopping, she walked towards the warning line.

The military police around the square called for backup and quickly rushed over. A few of them tried to pull Zou Yu away from the danger zone as quickly as possible, but they were shocked by her calm and somewhat indifferent expression. No one dared to reach out.

Dozens of military police climbed over the railing and surrounded the handsome man who was sleeping soundly on the stone steps. The guns in their hands had already been loaded, and they nervously aimed at his body.

An agent from the Federation Investigation Bureau forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and moved his feet to the front of the man. He reached out his pistol and gently poked his shoulder, but there was no reaction.

At this moment, a clear shattering sound suddenly came from the distant Parliament Hill building. The sound was not loud, and no one knew what the problem was.

No one knew that inside the Parliament Hill building, in the luxurious washroom with the sign "Cleaning in progress" hanging on the door, the remote-controlled explosives behind the urinal had successfully detonated. In the midst of the splashing water, Ximen Jin, who had long fainted, was lifted up by a hard metal wire. She crashed through the glass window and hung on the outer wall of the Parliament Hill building, swaying gently with the spring breeze.

At the same time, three encrypted messages that had long been set up automatically activated the transmission program and began to be transmitted to the official residence in the West Woods and to an office in the Parliament Hill.

Shi Qinghai had died. After her death, she had become an exclamation mark hanging outside the Parliament Hill building. Because of his promise, there were some things that he wanted people to see.

In the Charter Square, the military police silently looked at Shi Qinghai, who was leaning against the stone steps and sleeping soundly, and slowly put down the guns in their hands.

He opened his palms comfortably. Suddenly, a voice rang from the phone in his palm. The guy who was far away in the West Woods shouted loudly, "Hold on."

He did not hear this sentence. He quietly and happily closed his eyes. The cigarette between his left fingers was still burning stubbornly, slowly burning the three numbers into ashes.

Then they fell into a deep sleep under the sun, in the spring scenery.

...

...

The police lights flashed again. The sound of sirens and ambulances mixed together was incomparably sharp. Zou Yu sat in the back of the ambulance with a gray blanket draped over her. There was no trace of expression on her tired face. She did not hear what the doctor beside her was saying at all.

She held the little thing tightly in her right hand and calmly looked at the two girls who were still crying in the crowd in the distance.

...

...

Back then, she was a budding seedling that was showing off in the spring breeze. This bunch of seedlings was tall and straight and restrained. It was always pleasing, but not eye-catching. After the death of her fiancé, Park Ji Pao, she returned to her hometown in S8 to relax. However, she was still depressed. When she returned to the beach in S6, she met a man who was as warm as the sun.

She accompanied him, or he accompanied her, through the loneliness of that small island. Then they parted. She did not fall in love again because of her dead fiancé and him. She became a teacher. A few days ago, she received a call that made her extremely happy and sad. She carried her teaching materials and prepared to go to the foundation of her friend, Nan Xiangmei, to discuss the education of orphans around the mountains. In the end, she was extremely happy and sad when she saw him in the square. She watched as he smiled at her and then parted again.

Her name was Miao Miao. When close friends or family members called her name, they would only think of the two words "Miao" in their hearts. The man on the island would only dotingly call her "Miao Miao".

...

...

She was abandoned by her ex-boyfriend who hoped to become a doctor, but she did not give up. She cutely and naively thought of revenge instead of getting back together. She was kind and full of fantasy. She once imagined if a Federation agent suddenly came to her like in the movies. Would a romantic story happen? Every time she thought of this, the cute freckles on the bridge of her nose would be exceptionally bright.

Then, this story really happened, but it ended so abruptly. She saw the television and ran to the square. She saw him smiling under the sun. Then, she saw the black bag being pushed into the ambulance and began to cry. She did not know who he was, what he did, why he had to meet her. She did not know why she cried so sadly.

Her name was Huang Li, a nurse in the Army general hospital. She was a very kind girl.

...

...

Her name was Zou Yu, the mother of his child. Above.

...

...