Chapter 195: Fate is playing tricks on me: My father is my role model in life
After Qian Huan walked out of the ward, he felt a layer of gloom in his heart.
"The Second Prison is hiding a terrible secret. This secret is so terrible that Guangming Group cut ties with the company in advance."
Qian Huan was horrified when he thought about it. You have to know that Guangming Group is an undisputed giant in District 9. What kind of horrible secret could make Guangming Group so cautious and find a scapegoat in advance?
Qian Huan felt his throat getting dry, and suddenly he felt that there was a huge powder keg under the buttocks of the warden of the Second Prison, and his three-layer thick explosion-proof glass could not suppress it at all.
"The most terrifying thing is that I was forced into retreat by my mother and second uncle."
Qian Huan was in a state of confusion. He stepped into the elevator with heavy steps. A sudden chill came over him and he couldn't help but shiver. There seemed to be an invisible sense of danger in the air.
He suddenly came to his senses and found that the elevator door had closed quietly.
In desperation, he slowly scanned the three passengers in the elevator, trying to find the source of the sense of danger that made him uneasy.
A handsome young man, with a strange badge embroidered on his collar, answered the phone with a very gloomy face, giving off an aura that said "keep away from strangers".
A high school girl in school uniform, with a sweet face but expressionless face, and a hint of unnaturalness in her facial features that he couldn't quite put his finger on.
There was also a doctor wearing a white coat and a mask, his eyes covered by fine hair. He looked normal, but there was a faint smell of gunpowder on his body.
The young man was habitually touching the badge on his collar with his index finger, and said sinisterly into the phone, "Good, very good. The dogs that are kept under the command have united and dared to show their teeth to their master, right?"
Qian Huan pricked up his ears, trying to catch the subtle sound coming from the other end of the phone: "I'm sorry, special envoy, but it is my duty to follow Secretary Du's instructions. Please understand."
At the same time, the high school girl in school uniform lowered her head and focused on the phone screen, her fingertips lightly jumping on the keyboard, typing a line of words -
"I am accompanying my father in the hospital now and will return to school in the afternoon. I will be back in time and will not miss the martial arts competition."
Qian Huan's eyes inadvertently swept across her mobile phone screen, and then quickly retracted.
The last doctor in a white coat stood in the corner of the elevator, quietly as if in a daze.
Qian Huan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and quickly looked away.
"I can't even tell which one of them this sense of danger comes from. Is it because of the small space in the elevator that I feel confused, or is it..."
Qian Huan's heart suddenly tightened, and a chill ran down his spine. He couldn't help but wonder, "Is there something wrong with my sense of danger? It's impossible that all three people in this elevator could pose a danger to me, right?"
Ding—the elevator door slowly opened.
Qian Huan hurriedly stepped out of the elevator, but the three people behind him did not follow him. It was not until the elevator door closed again that the inexplicable sense of danger gradually dissipated from his heart.
Ding, next floor, the elevator door slowly opened again.
The special envoy walked out of the elevator with a gloomy face and strode towards Feng Ju's ward.
Feng Yuhuai slowly put away his phone, and only reached out to stop the elevator door when it was about to close. He then walked out of the elevator and bought a bottle of drink from the self-service machine in the corridor.
She unscrewed the bottle cap easily, took a sip, then slowly walked to the door of Feng Ju's ward with light steps, and finally stopped at the door.
In the ward, Feng Ju hurriedly got up from the bed. He looked at the special envoy who came in with surprise, appearing a little uneasy.
He didn't understand why the special envoy would condescend to come in person to visit him, a useless man who had lost all his abilities.
"Special Envoy, why are you here?" Feng Ju asked cautiously.
The special commissioner still had a gloomy look on his face. His eyes were as cold as ice. He casually glanced at Feng Ju's empty left sleeve and said in a calm tone, "I heard that you were going to be discharged from the hospital today, so I came to see you."
Although Feng Ju didn't believe that the special envoy's visit was out of concern, he still pretended to be grateful: "Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to visit me, but I am no longer able to serve you, and I feel really guilty."
The special commissioner looked at Feng Ju deeply, his eyes were intriguing, and he asked, "I heard that you applied to the bureau, hoping to be transferred to a civilian position in logistics?"
Feng Ju smiled bitterly and replied, "Yes, although I can no longer hold a gun, I can still hold a pen."
The special commissioner did not beat around the bush and asked directly, "Do you still want a gun?"
Feng Ju was stunned for a moment, with a flash of unbelievable attack in his eyes. His breathing suddenly became rapid. After a long while, he squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "I want to!"
The corners of the special commissioner's mouth slightly raised, outlining an indifferent arc, his voice was low and cold: "I can give you a chance to hold the gun again. But you have to know that once you pick up the gun again, there will be no chance to put it down again. You'd better think it over before answering my questions."
Feng Ju gritted his teeth and swallowed his saliva. He was not a fool and naturally understood what the special envoy meant. But he did not hesitate at all. He did not want to be a cripple for the rest of his life, and he was willing to pay any price for it.
He answered without hesitation: "I understand. I am willing to be the gun in your hand, shooting wherever you point it, and never retreating unless I die."
Feng Ju was speaking from the heart at this moment, but he could never have imagined at that moment that the price paid might include more than just himself.
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The special commissioner patted Feng Ju's shoulder with satisfaction, and a smile of appreciation appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Feng Ju, do you know what I admire most about you?"
Before Feng Ju could speak, the special commissioner revealed the answer himself: "What I admire most is your courage and determination to move forward without fear of life or death. Unlike some people who are always hesitant and timid, what can such people achieve?"
Feng Ju took a deep breath, his eyes firm as iron: "I only have this worthless life left now, so when I do something, I will naturally risk my life to fight for it."
The special commissioner laughed. "Okay! Then don't rush to leave the hospital. I will arrange for the director to install the most advanced mechanical prosthesis for you as soon as possible. After you recover, lead your old brothers in the patrol room to bring [Mask] to justice for me."
Feng Ju's eyes flashed with determination. When he heard the word "Mask", his breathing became more rapid, and his tone revealed a kind of hatred and determination that was difficult to conceal.
He said firmly: "I will ensure that I complete the task and live up to your high expectations."
The special commissioner promised generously: "If you handle this matter well, I promise to send you to the position you have always dreamed of."
After the special envoy finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and asked outside the door: "Who's outside?"
The door was gently pushed open, and Feng Yuhuai walked in. His face was a little nervous and stiff, his voice was soft, and his speaking speed was a little slower than usual: "Dad, Mom said you will be discharged from the hospital today, I asked for leave from school to come and pick you up from the hospital."
Feng Ju smiled and nodded to Feng Yuhuai, then said to the special commissioner: "Special commissioner, this is my daughter Feng Yuhuai, she is in high school."
The special commissioner glanced at Feng Yuhuai and recognized that this was the high school girl who had just taken the same elevator with him. He did not think much about it, but put on a leadership attitude and said with a smile: "Your father will not be discharged from the hospital today. You have to wait for two more days."
The special envoy turned around and prepared to leave. Just as he passed Feng Yuhuai, he suddenly stopped, turned back and looked at Feng Yuhuai again, and said with a smile:
"Your father is a rare talent. You should learn more from him so that you can overcome all obstacles and have a bright future on your way to growth."
Feng Yuhuai bowed his head slightly, and replied in a small but firm voice: "Thank you for your teachings. I have always regarded my father as a role model in my life."
(End of this chapter)
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