Iron Bull Legend

That is, a kind of creature called "lice" produced by such bedding has caused infinite torture to their bodies and minds. The fat lice have already crawled into their clothes, and the speed of their reproduction has completely surpassed the evolution of other creatures.

It is this tiny creature that has been constantly adding to their only pleasure in this lonely space, and that is to constantly suck their blood. No matter whether the lice are suitable for their taste or blood type, as long as there is a suitable living environment, they will continue to divide and grow.

It has gradually settled in the crevices of their clothes or in their hair, and this has become the main cause of their anxiety. It's itchy, extremely itchy, and because their fingers have not been washed and disinfected, their bodies have been scratched with marks.

Distress, sadness, anger, helplessness, pain, anxiety... Countless words that they could not describe could not express their inner feelings, because they had never experienced this before, and the mice also came to join in the fun.

All these things have been enjoyed by the seven perpetrators in the past few days, making them feel truly tormented and anxious. It was at this moment that they finally realized that their current situation would continue for several years, ten years, or even twenty years. They no longer dared to think about it any further.

Because, it was not until this moment that they remembered those who died or were seriously injured in their boring and self-proclaimed exciting racing actions, and it was not until this moment that they realized the dangers or harms brought to others by those activities that they thought were noble.

However, it was too late. Even when they felt remorse and wanted to repent for what they had done, it was really too late. What had been done had already been done. They vaguely thought of their situation one day in the future.

Did their family members really give up on helping them? Or did their family members really give up on them? They couldn't believe that their family members really gave up on them. Maybe their family members were trying hard to find people to rescue them through various connections.

They could only feel the passage of time during the day from that small window. In the morning, the sun rose from the east and shone on the west wall. Although it was just such a small beam of light, it made them feel the passage of time and the beginning of the day.

However, it was this beam of light that made them feel torment and crisis in its constant movement. It was also because of this beam of light that they gradually got used to it. When they arrived at a certain place, the food delivery person would open the small gate at the door to bring them a bite of hard-to-swallow food.

Seven people all felt that the crisis was slowly and silently approaching them, especially those who had caused accidents. They were terrified in their hearts, because as soon as they closed their eyes in the dark, they would see those painful faces and the pale faces of those who had lost their lives.

It was those pale cheeks and disheveled hair that made them feel truly and thoroughly terrified, as if they were accusing them, demanding their lives, and shouting at them angrily, why? Why on earth is this happening? How are you nobler than us?

Such fear has enveloped their minds and brains. Even if they want to eliminate it, it is absolutely impossible. It is like a maggot attached to their bones, staring at them with glowing green eyes in the darkness.

At this moment, they could only cover their heads with the quilt that smelled of salty sweat, curl up in the quilt, curl up on the hard iron bed that emitted a strange smell, feeling the coldness of the night, the darkness of the room, and their shivering bodies in this small space.

It was not until this time that they truly realized that they were wrong and had really hurt those innocent people. However, is it too late to repent and confess now? Do they have to wait for their children to die before they can get milk? Do they have to wait for someone to die before they remember to give them a breath of life-saving oxygen?

The seven of them didn't know that everyone in their family was suffering even more than them. Even though they were now in a luxurious room with the table filled with delicacies from land and sea, they could only sigh in despair at the sight of such a huge table of delicious food.

Because their physical and mental suffering is no better than those dandies in the small dark room? Because the crimes or mistakes they have committed are enough to send them to work on sewing machines or to receive a fifty-cent peanut to go to another paradise and be arrogant.

In short, this day was terrifying, helpless, and filled with helpless torment and bitterness.

Since Secretary He sent out his three precious Gadas that night, although these three precious Gadas kept running around in various stations and safe houses in the heavy rain, good news kept being sent to Director Zhu's office, making him constantly excited.

Because, as chains of evidence were secured and new cases emerged, orders were issued from the Municipal Bureau. As cars rushed into the rainstorm and the endless darkness, the dazzling car lights cut through the endless night sky.

That night, there were thunderstorms and howling winds, as if they were interrogating the dead before redressing their grievances, allowing the wronged to calm their anger and calm their restless emotions. But can they really be calmed? What if you are the wronged or the dead?

Director Zhu didn't sleep at all that night. He ate a bowl of porridge brought by his secretary early in the morning. His red eyes made people feel scared at a glance, because Director Zhu's eyes were distorted in anger. Even ordinary people would feel the same way if they knew about these infuriating cases.

The wisps of rain in the sky seemed like the endless sorrow of the deceased, or more like the tears of the deceased's family, constantly expressing their grief. Director Zhu looked at the whispers floating outside the window and always had a feeling that he was wrong before and was an unqualified people's guard.

He sighed deeply, lit a cigarette and exhaled a long string of smoke. Only then did he feel the responsibility for being in this position and the direction and goals he should strive for.

This is the reflection and repentance of an old soldier on the public security front. He also climbed up step by step from the grassroots level. He was once an ordinary citizen, a citizen who could not fight against the state apparatus.

If those who are already lying on the hospital bed unable to move are himself, or those who have passed away are his relatives or family members, what can he do? How can he fight back or face power, death, or injury directly like a tamed sheep?

Do I really want to be a docile sheep? Is this possible? Fight, fight.

When the fire from the cigarette butt burned his fingers, Director Zhu stood up suddenly, pressed the cigarette butt in his hand into the full ashtray, and finally made up his mind, which was to be a good person and a competent guardian of the people of Beijing.

Otherwise, he would find it difficult to face himself and the people's eyes, let alone his dead comrades, especially the spirit of Song Zhanjun in heaven. He finally made up his mind to be a loyal guardian of the people and maintain peace in the area. This was his pursuit.

This can be considered a kind of repentance, even if it is a little late, but it is a kind of redemption for oneself and a kind of repentance for the deceased. Director Zhu has finally returned to the people's ranks, which can be regarded as a merit and is forgivable by the people.

Orders were issued one after another, and chains of evidence were secured one after another, so that the perpetrators could be convicted and put on the chariot of punishment to await trial. This could be considered a victory and a comfort to the deceased.

Even though these newly discovered cases are a deterrent to the criminals, they are also new evidence of the forces behind these perpetrators. They are also powerful evidence for the more powerful forces to come. Director Zhu's heart is full of fighting spirit.

The drops of rain outside the window hit the glass window, as if applauding Director Zhu's hard work.

Secretary He also received the report from the Municipal Bureau at the first opportunity, and also reported this encouraging news to Xue Changhe, the big shot of the Beijing Municipal Party Committee, which made Secretary Xue Changhe very excited, as he could finally give an explanation to those who had passed away.

It can also be regarded as a representative of the people and he can do something for the people and do what he can to live up to the people's expectations. It is also the beginning of the fight against those hostile forces. Secretary Xue Changhe smiled because he has seen the dawn of victory.

Ever since Mr. Chu left the circle of right and wrong in the capital, Tie Niu, the new member of the Tie family, has sent a signal to the outside world that this matter must be conducted in accordance with the principles of fairness and justice. This is the high-profile release that Mr. Chu has made to the outside world.

The chief also knew why Mr. Chu left the capital on Tie Niu's private plane. This was definitely not to avoid suspicion. It was more like a declaration of war at the moment when the charge horn was blown, completely abandoning Mr. Qiao who greeted him. The rest was left to other big guys to decide.

The leader saw it, and the old man saw it too. They were both in deep thought. The leader used his actual actions to support Tie Niu, Mr. Chu, the bigwigs of the Jingcheng Municipal Party Committee, and the deceased. This is the wisdom of a wise old man.

The old man arranged for his granddaughter to be his representative to understand Tie Niu's attitude and what he wanted to do in this matter. Because he had only been in contact with Tie Niu for a short time, he had no idea of ​​the young guy's character and what he was thinking.

His granddaughter could also make the decision directly on his behalf and stayed in the Tie family compound that night. These were commonplace for the people in the Tie family compound. However, this was a signal, a signal conveyed to the outside world, that is, I also support this little guy Tie Niu, and I support justice even more.

This signal also represents that person's attitude. There's no need to say it explicitly, just use your butt to figure it out, right?