Chapter 99 1. It's not a coincidence

The next day, I went back to the prison, and the prison looked completely new. The fragrance of flowers overflowed in front of the prison gate, the prison office building and complex building were repainted, and armed police sentries were sent in front of the prison gate.The first thing I did was to report to the political department, and then the director of the political department took me to see the warden. After the director of the political department knocked on the door, I pulled the corner of my police uniform, stood at the door, and saluted, "Comrade warden, Qi Feng, a policeman from the prison area, is here to report, please give me instructions."

The warden stood up, came over, and shook my hand cordially. "Are you the warden?" "Comrade Qi Feng, you have worked hard!" The new warden was the political commissar who had talked to me personally before. "Thank you warden! I hope to return to work in the sick prison area as soon as possible." "Sick prisoners, you can't go back!" said the director of the political department. "Why?" I was surprised. "For the sake of scientific management, our prison has canceled the prison area for sick prisoners. The sick inmates with milder conditions have been transferred to the prison hospital for management, and the more serious ones have been transferred to the provincial prison for sick prisoners."

"Then me?" I didn't expect that my unit would be canceled within less than a year of carrying out the mission. "In view of your outstanding performance, the prison party committee decided to transfer you to work in the investigation department of the prison to be responsible for the construction of eyes and ears in the prison. It turned out that the party committee wanted you to work as a propaganda officer in the political department, but after research and consideration by the party committee members , you are more suitable for investigation work inside the prison!!"

"Thank you for the leadership's trust. I promise to complete the task!" I was very surprised. To work in a prison, you need to compete for posts from the prison area to the institution. Usually, you need written tests, interviews, etc. It is difficult to go from the prison area to the institution. .Because working in an institution not only promotes faster, but also has fewer night shifts, less contact with prisoners, and more management work. "Director, how are Comrade Song Tao's funeral arrangements going?" the warden asked the director of the Political Department.

"The funeral is scheduled for tomorrow! Yesterday, we went to Song Tao's house to visit his family." "After the party committee meeting in the morning, all our party committee members are going to visit his house." "Song Tao? Are you talking about Lao Song? Didn't he have tuberculosis?" I asked. "Yes, after his illness was cured, he returned to work. Due to the lack of front-line police officers in the prison area, he worked three night shifts in a row, suffered a sudden illness, and died on the job," said the director of the political department.

Lao Song?I think about the days we used to work together, and I should go see him too. After I came out of the warden’s office, the director of the political department took me to the prison investigation department. The director introduced my situation to Section Chief Wu. I, I couldn't be happy at all, I sat on the chair, recalling Lao Song, and suddenly felt sad. "Xiao Qi, why are you in a daze?" Someone called me. I raised my head, it was Tian Xiaole, "Section Chief Tian?" I stood up, and he also came over and hugged my shoulder, "Just come back, just come back!"

"The last time we met was in Black Mist Village!" "Yes, later, the unit arranged for me to participate in work such as medical parole and investigation, so I did not participate in the action. I have been worried about your safety." "Old Song died!" "Well, let's go to his house this afternoon!" "OK." "Xiao Qi, the Prison Investigation Division will also visit Lao Song's family in the afternoon, let's go together!" Section Chief Wu finished speaking, and walked out with the walkie-talkie. "Old Song is an old policeman. He is serious and responsible in his work. His tuberculosis is just right, so he asked to return to work, not only because he was tired, but also because of the pressure in his heart!"

"Is it the psychological pressure of regulatory security?" "Yes, the number of police officers suffering from heart disease in our prison is higher than other diseases. Even your Section Chief Wu has heart disease." "Oh?" "Listen to me." Tian Xiaole closed the office door, "Section Chief Wu is a man of great destiny. Five years ago, when he was the deputy head of the prison area, he suffered from heart disease. Sometimes there are seizures. One day, he took the prisoner to a big hospital in the urban area to see a doctor, and when the doctor was seeing the prisoner, he had a heart attack."

"and then?" "Rescue quickly, the doctor said later, if it was five minutes later, he would have died!" At this time, Section Chief Wu came in, "What are you talking about?" Tian Xiaole shook her head with a smirk, "My office is right across from you, come find me when you are free!" In the afternoon, we visited Lao Song's family. The next day, Lao Song's funeral was held in the funeral parlor. More than 300 prison leaders and police officers attended the funeral. Lao Song's lover and daughter cried so much that they couldn't live without the pain, and the staff all cried during the eulogy.

I stood in the third row, and after the farewell ceremony, I helped carry the wreaths to the car. After that, I arrived at the crematorium with the car. After Lao Song was cremated, we escorted his ashes to the room where the ashes were stored. Standing at the door of the columbarium, I saw rows and rows of urns inside, densely packed. I stepped into the room where the urn was placed. At this moment, I saw the back of a girl dressed in black walking into the depths of the columbarium. Her back was beautiful and reminded me of a person. After Lao Song's urn was placed, I found that the girl hadn't come out yet.

So, I sat at the door of the columbarium and waited for her, but I still didn't find her coming out. I went in again, and found that there was no one in the columbarium, and there was another door on the other side of the columbarium. I walked to the door and saw the figure of the girl in black flashing past the corner.I chased it out!