Chapter 44 Chapter 2 The noisy memorial service

This time, Hong Anguo was only offering courtesy condolences. In the next few days, I was questioned three more times. The inspectors included relevant provincial and municipal departments, special commissioners from military regions, and relevant leaders of the Public Security Bureau. Detailed questions were asked repeatedly.Although their attitudes are still amiable, but this posture of waiting for battle still made me feel the seriousness of the situation. More importantly, in order to prevent collusion, I didn't see Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao and Mr. Tiger Cat during this period, which made me particularly worried.

But everything ended on the evening of the third day. Hong Anguo came to look for me again, and his assistant brought me a confidentiality contract and asked me to sign it.After the completion, he told me that the review was over and everyone could move freely, and asked me to attend the memorial service for those who died in the line of duty at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, and I must be on time. Hong Anguo also told me the news that they have borrowed two helicopters for forest fire prevention from the Provincial Forestry Department in the past few days, and conducted aerial mapping of the entire Qingshanjie, especially the relevant areas of Houtingyazi. Focused on the investigation, and even dispatched a large number of relevant professionals to conduct landing searches.However, we did not find the canyon we are talking about, nor the so-called line of sky and ground.

He looked at me in disbelief, and said that if he was interested, he could go to the Secret Service to attend the related hearing after he was discharged from the hospital. What else can I say except that it is impossible? I close my eyes and still remember everything that happened in Houtingyazi and Yixiantian Canyon.Those dwarf mules, ravens, face-hugging spiders, two-headed vicious dogs and maned alligators, as well as swarms of snakes wriggling everywhere, as well as those big-headed cavemen who have been guarding for thousands of years, and black shadows full of majesty and mania, always They all appeared in my nightmares, and every time I woke up, I was covered in night sweats. How can I say that they are gone?

Moreover, these are not just my own experience. Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao, Ma Haibo, Wu Gang, Xiao Zhou, Yang Cao and Hu Wenfei from the Secret Service, who escaped from Shengtian, are all personal experiencers of these incidents. Hong Anguo stared at me for a while and said, Lu Zuo, you are also our comrade. To be honest with you, it’s not that we don’t trust you, Xiao Yang and Xiao Hu. I do not know?Now that Qingshanjie has started to seal the forest, we have also applied for funds from above to relocate several natural villages close to Qingshanjie to the outside of the mountain; there will also be more professional departments stationed in Qingshanjie to observe and monitor here. monitor.So don't worry too much, trust the country and the organization.

After saying this, Hong Anguo shook hands with me, got up and left. I looked at his back, my thoughts were a little confused. At that time, I already knew that there are many things in this world that will be archived and sealed up. If the authority does not reach a certain level, it cannot be known.This practice is common all over the world.Because if many facts are known to ordinary people, it will cause panic, which is not conducive to the great situation of harmonious development.For example, the famous X-Files in the United States is only declassified every fifty years, and even if the declassification period has passed, the deeper things are only circulated within a small circle of the elite.

If you want to come to the Qingshanjie incident, it will also be recorded for the above reference. However, since Hong Anguo said that a more professional department has taken over, presumably with the attention of the above, there should be no more monster moths.It's just that our group in Qingshanjie has lost so many people, is it worth it? I thought a lot, but never got an answer. That night, Zamao Xiaodao asked someone to push him in a wheelchair to chat with me.Compared to me who possessed the Golden Silkworm Gu, he was a little more pitiful for being injured more seriously. First, a series of complications were caused by wound infection. It was going to be cut for surgery, but the skin underneath was also prepared, which was horrible.

Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao was full of resentment about this, and scolded his mother for a long time. Only Mr. Tiger Cat, a swearing parrot, is still full of energy. He molested the nurse sister in the ward for nothing, and said unsavory jokes, which made people blush. They wanted to hear it but felt embarrassed, and it was also very strange: remember With so many parrots, what kind of pervert and bird man should its owner be? As a result, Zamao Xiaodao and I pushed each other about the right to feed the fat hen, but neither admitted that it had anything to do with it. The next day, we woke up early and attended the memorial service for the deceased at the venue of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Although the atmosphere of the memorial service was heavy and the attendees were high-level, the scope was actually very small. Apart from the leaders of relevant departments, personnel involved in the operation, and the family members of the deceased, not many other people attended.Out of the need for secrecy and a unified propaganda caliber, the dead were all killed in the line of duty because of scientific investigations. As for whether the public believes it or not, it is another matter.As for the issue of the corpses being unaccounted for, the relevant departments have also communicated with the families of the deceased. Those who held public positions were recognized as martyrs, while the families of Lao Jin and others received generous funeral expenses.

Compared with some comrades who died on the secret front, this approach is really too much favor. However, all material compensations are nothing compared to the pain of losing a loved one.Many family members of the deceased were distraught and cried bitterly at the memorial service, and some even fainted from crying.When they learned that we belonged to the group of people who escaped, the family members of the deceased cast doubts and even hatred on us. This also includes Luo Fuan's wife and daughter Yaya. People who are in a desperate situation are often irrational, and it is easy to walk into a dead end. For example, a bearded man in his thirties rushed to our side and shouted at me: "How can you escape? , and my younger brother died? His head was cut off, and dozens of stitches were stitched on his body! You murderers..."

Because of the Golden Silkworm Gu, I recovered the fastest. Although my hands were still tightly wrapped in bandages, they looked much better than people in wheelchairs like Za Mao Xiaodao, Wu Gang, and Hu Wenfei—as for Yang Fuck, because I never recovered, I didn't participate at all-so, I became the person who was sprayed the most by the family of the deceased.Many family members of the deceased rushed to my side, all kinds of ugly words were poured out towards me, and the scene almost got out of control for a while. I didn't speak. I heard from the staff that this bearded brother is Xiao Zhang, the young man who lived with me in the barracks hostel before.It was a young and vigorous boy, but he died from the violent attack of a badger with two swords and human feet.However, compared to the families of those who died in caves and canyons, he was considered lucky.

After all, his brother's body was finally brought back. I remained silent, because I saw Luo Fuan's daughter looking at me questioningly and inquiringly, which filled my heart with sourness. We can't bring their relatives back safely, is there anything Mao can say? Fortunately, someone came to rescue the siege immediately. A staff member came up to pull Xiao Zhang's brother back, and a lot of people came to maintain order, and finally restored the scene. A man in uniform kept apologizing to me, saying that they did not do a good job and caused a misunderstanding.I nodded and said it was fine.The staff members stepped back, and Zamao Xiaodao stabbed me in the stomach, saying, “Look, we’ve become scapegoats. We’ve been working hard, but instead of being treated like heroes, we’ve become a punching bag for the family members of the deceased. Guidance is really embarrassing. Hearing Miscellaneous Hair Xiaodao say this, I seem to understand some deeper meanings. After this incident, the originally heavy and solemn memorial service seemed a bit like a farce. In less than two hours, the memorial service ended in a hurry.Jia Wei's name was not mentioned at the meeting, but I saw an old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a woman with white hair and childlike face, stayed in the corner for a while, and then left halfway.Although we didn't speak, my intuition told me that they were Jia Wei's parents, and the old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was the legendary monk Huiming. I was stared at by him for a while, feeling that his gaze was so real that it hurt my back, but when I turned my head to look at him, he averted his gaze in an instant.He is a master, at least several floors higher than me. After the memorial service was over, we continued to recuperate in the Municipal People's Hospital, and we also visited each other. When we talked about our experience in Qingshanjie, we all felt like a dream, and we couldn't bear to look back.Xiao Zhou told me that every time he falls asleep now, he will have nightmares, sometimes he will dream of his dead comrades, sometimes he will dream of those horrible monsters, sometimes he has no memory at all, but it feels as if death is about to happen Coming normally. He was terrified, restless day and night, and almost collapsed. For this reason, Zamao Xiaodao also performed a ritual ceremony for Xiao Zhou, and gave him a peace talisman, calming his mind, dispelling evil spirits and avoiding disasters. On the third day after the memorial service, Yang Cao and Hu Wenfei were transferred to the provincial capital. Before leaving, they left me their contact information and said that they would keep in touch with me in the future. Very pleasant thing.Naturally, I said yes, I will drink the corn wine we talked about last time. Lao Jin passed away, but those of us who survived always want to eat this meal. After another week or so, both Wu Gang and Xiao Zhou were transferred to another hospital and left, leaving only me, Zamao Xiaodao and Ma Haibo.As if we were forgotten people, we lived a leisurely life recuperating from illness until one day Yang Yu came to visit and told us that after the decision of the Party Committee of the county bureau, Ma Haibo was righted and became the captain of the serious criminal police team. It was the only thing we celebrated in those days.