Human ladder

That piece of desert was nothing more than an air-dried corpse. When the camel was exposed to their eyes, the camel no longer existed.

They gave back Lu Qicong to this world, acting as a change agent, and gave them back the policeman "Lu Qicong", let him return with honor, and let the word "camel" carry their brilliance The annals of history made them full of pride.

So far, the word "camel" has become the glory in the hearts of many people.

It is the light of those colleagues who are still lurking in the darkness at the bottom. The good fate of the camel tells them that as long as they survive, they will live with glory and pride like camels.

This is a virtual and remote comfort, and how many people live on it.

The wounds that year somewhat hurt the muscles, and from time to time the pain was so painful that I couldn't sleep.

Lu Qicong counted the days and thought about it, and if he hanged himself in this position for a few more years, there would be vacant seats at the top, and he could go up two more levels.

Originally, as soon as he came back, he would have a good official position waiting for him, and the rank of director was also good.

But someone took that position, and they don't need it.

What they need is that the position is not high, but they are on the front line to obtain intelligence and more convenient positions.

He propped himself up and slowly sat up from the bed when he heard movement outside.

It should be that Lu Congqi woke up thirsty in the middle of the night to drink water.

Lu Qicong knew that this son was not close to him, and had been hiding something from him. He followed Lu Congqi, and one day in the middle of the night, he found Lu Congqi walking out of the back door of the school on the phone. He followed subconsciously——Lu From now on, I am giving money to some small gangsters.

One of them was still wearing their school uniform and was covered in blood.

"Trouble you, go back early."

"Wen Yan is so cruel..."

A vague conversation, until Lu Qicong saw Lu Congqi took a detour back and reappeared at the back gate of the school, Wen Yanzheng was squatting on the curb playing with his mobile phone, when he looked up and saw Lu Congqi, he just smiled.

Then he felt that Wen Yan had fought again, and Lu Congqi had just gone to clean up the aftermath.

But why 'Trouble you? '

Lu Qicong couldn't put more effort into Lu Congqi, so he couldn't even ask why Lu Congqi didn't choose to be recommended.Fortunately, this kind of father-son relationship that seems to be in harmony with each other is just what he wants, as long as he treats Wen Yan better.

After all, the double bed in the master bedroom is too big for one person, and he is used to the life of licking blood, so he can't get used to sleeping on such a comfortable bed.

The charging phone on the bedside table lit up, and the news he was waiting for followed.

"We are protecting you, snipers are not our people."

Lu Qicong put down his phone, gasping for breath as the old injury recurred in pain.

First, Wen Yan appeared at the monster bar, and then Mu Jiangqun found someone to retaliate against the siege—the siege turned into an interception, and the other party deliberately made such a big noise to attract the attention of the police.

Perhaps from the moment Wen Yan appeared in the Monster Bar, some people couldn't sit still, so it was expected that Wen Yan would find Mu Jiangqun, and if something happened to Mu Jiangqun, he would definitely find Lao Diao.

Lu Qicong took a hard breath, and didn't lie down until sleepiness hit him.

Like many people, he huddled in a corner and waited for the appearance of the historical changer, accepted the turning point, was forced to make a choice under the tide of the times, and was rushed to any corner. It was a node of fate, but it was just a moment in the turbulence. A small stumbling block, he was crushed to pieces.

So Lu Qicong realized that he could not fight against the whole era. What he had to face were countless people who made a living and enjoyed it; In the case of plundering, people who sow poison but not food.

There is no way for the 'sea market' to be defeated. The drug dealers who are running around, and the increasingly powerful drug lords are backed by powerful economic consortiums...some of them have even been counted in the GDP.

That's why Lu Qicong asked himself over and over again, what can he change by doing this?

It was a bloody road, and he didn't want to be a cornerstone on the bone-strewn ladder that climbed the road.

How many people want to climb out of the abyss, but those people will stand at the top of the cloud, stepping on the bones of countless ordinary families, wearing decent coats, looking at the bright future of mankind, and becoming the guide for navigation By.

Irony and powerlessness.

Lu Qicong knew that he would be busy in the next few days, so he finally waited until dawn, and first sent the worry-free son back to school in person. As soon as he watched Lu Congqi enter the campus, the city bureau called.

Lu Qicong answered the phone with a face that made him feel weak at first glance, "What are you doing? Sending my son to school."

Lu Congqi turned his head and saw that Lu Qicong was still standing there, and waved at him.

Lu Qicong took a deep breath like a toothache, and scolded: "Little bastard... didn't talk about you, what's the matter?"

"Mu Jiangqun has already been caught. This kid ran away from home and stayed in the black bar for two or three days. It took a lot of work to catch him."

The police force of the Municipal Bureau is really not afraid of wasting talent when it is used to catch minors online.

"With this little ability, how can I be proud to hear you all? Hurry up and interrogate, do you still need to tell me about this?"

Lu Qicong opened the car door irritably, and when he heard that his boss didn't come to clock in for work, he hurriedly asked, "Team Lu, what about you?"

"Me?" Lu Qicong slammed on the car door, carrying pancakes and freshly ground soy milk in a plastic bag, stepped on the accelerator angrily, ignoring the traffic warning that the speed at the school gate should not exceed [-] yards, and shouted: "Here Another ancestral son sent breakfast, why? Do you have an opinion?"

Lu Congqi couldn't afford this son himself.

I always feel that if I am irritable in front of him, I am like a jumping and arrogant cat. Don't look at Lu Congqi, who is standing there watching his eyes, nose, nose, nose, nose and heart, but there is a big line on his forehead: Okay, okay, you are in menopause. You have the final say, do what you want.

Lu Qicong, who had prepared a series of drafts, could only swallow the scolding resentfully, and resigned himself to his fate, carrying breakfast to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan was chatting with Lu Congqi energetically at the moment, when he heard that Lu Congqi would not come, he immediately asked, "Where are you after school? What about your lunch break?"

[7: The lunch break is only one hour, I will try my best. 】

[Very sweet: I can't, I haven't seen you for a long time, where's my breakfast? 】

[7: My dad said he was on the way, so let him take it for you. 】

At this moment, the door was knocked, and then Lu Qicong's voice sounded through a door that could not be stopped: "Open the door, I know you are not lame, little brat."

Wen Yan didn't want to meet Lu Qicong's black face in the morning, so he sent a series of emoticons to Lu Congqi, and asked, "Is your father's period disordered???"

He didn't wait for Lu Congqi to reply, so he could only get out of bed and open the door for Lu Qicong.

As soon as the door was opened, a steaming transparent plastic bag was pushed against Wen Yan's forehead, which made Wen Yan almost unsteady and quickly caught his breakfast.

Only then did Lu Qicong pick his nose and eyes and said, "Hey, the young master hasn't woken up yet?"

"..."

Wen Yan really didn't know how he offended Lu Qicong, but subconsciously sarcastically said: "Where is the people's police busy from nine to five, has the murderer been caught?"

As soon as Wen Yan pinched the weight, he knew that Lu Congqi ran two places early in the morning to buy it. He was in a good mood and picked up his heart. He felt that although Lu Congqi didn't come here to deliver it in person, he was not that kind. The object of unreasonable trouble was smoothed, and he grabbed and bit his mouth contentedly.

Wen Yan and Lu Qicong have been bickering for many years, so of course they know how to pierce these people's hearts. Seeing that Lu Qicong was blocked and unable to speak, he grinned and said, "Then why don't you catch the murderer quickly, goodbye, policeman uncle."

As he said that, when Lu Qicong was about to walk in, he slammed the door. Lu Qicong's stinky face almost came into close contact with the door. He spent a few kilometers of gas money and didn't even have breakfast. In the end, he didn't even go in the door. Lu Qicong turned around a few times with his hands on his hips angrily, pointed at the door of the ward and cursed: "Little bastard, just wait for me!"

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"I want to find someone to teach him a lesson, but I don't want to kill him?"

"I'll kill him? Dare I? When I heard that it was Wen Yan who beat him, I didn't even plan to do it."

"Old eagle? I don't know any old eagle."

Lu Qicong pulled out the earphones angrily, cursed, pointed at Mu Jiangqun in the interrogation room who was shaking his legs, and angrily said, "Where did you find this thing?! Check him Contacts, social accounts, see who he has contacted, I still can't believe I can't catch him!"

Early in the morning, the whole team got angry against their superiors, their heads shrinking like quails, and they dared not make a sound. out.

"Ask him about drug dealing."

The people inside understood, pressed the earphones, and asked sharply: "We found out that you sold contraband to your classmates, is there such a thing?"

"Contraband? What do you mean?"

Everyone present was shocked by Mu Jiangqun's confidence, but Lu Qicong propped his hands on the table and stared at the three people in the monitor, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

He has seen many people with such a good psychological quality and such arrogance.

But most of them are repeat offenders, and their experience and age are listed above. Mu Jiangqun is only eighteen, one year younger than Wen Yan.

Where does the confidence come from?

Lu Qicong twirled his fingers, listening to the conversation inside, the more he thought about it, the more confident he became.

Mu Jiangqun was caught in the city bureau early in the morning and was interrogated for a long time. He suddenly smiled: "Uncle policeman, I only turned eighteen in December this year. Did you get my guardian's permission to arrest me here?"

The criminal police officer in charge of the interrogation probably didn't expect the other party to come out suddenly, and was slapping the table and yelling, and he obviously choked when he heard this.

Mu Jiangqun leaned back his chair, and smiled heartlessly: "Don't bully me for not having a higher education. The education level is high now, and all gangsters are educated."

What is there to be proud of? !

I saw Mu Jiang tugging at his overly long bangs, and whistled in a good mood: "Say I'm a drug dealer? Uncle, I'm still underage, I can't do this hard work."