Fei Ming suddenly raised his right hand and stabbed him hard at his throat.

A long iron nail pierced directly into the throat.

Finally, Fei Ming even pulled the iron nail horizontally.

‘Mr. Xiao Cheng’ seemed to be frightened by this man’s ruthlessness, and he stared at this scene in a daze.

After doing all this, Fei Ming's body immediately waned, and his throat, which opened, gushed out blood with his last breath, and he was vomiting blood from his mouth.

Big Head Lu was furious and shouted at his subordinates:

Where did the nails come from?

Where did the nails come from?

Vice President Cheng, who came back from the shock, was angry. He glared at Big Head Lu coldly, "Baoshi!"

Then, "Mr. Xiao Cheng" turned around and left with a pale face, leaving only the mess in the yard.

At a window on the second floor of the Central Police Station Hall, Su Zhe lowered his head and looked at the scene in the yard downstairs.

Watching the panicked policeman trying to cover the blood gushing out of Fei Ming's throat.

The cigarette Su Zhe held in his mouth kept trembling.

He smoked desperately.

The flames of the cigarettes flashed.

His eyes were just stuck on Fei Ming.

Then, he saw that old man Huang was called by the police from the medical room to rescue people.

Lao Huang bent down to check it out, then shook his head.

Su Zhe spit out the cigarette in his mouth, and he trembled and took out the cigarette box, took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, pulled the lighter, and lit the cigarette roll.

He tried his best to take a few consecutive sips like a big smoker, and coughed like a tuberculosis.

He coughed and tears came out.

Leave the window.

Su Zhe covered his face with both hands, and could no longer hold back the tears.

Fei Ming was the one who developed it to the party.

Yes, he is Fei Ming’s introduction to the party.

Just now, Fei Ming looked up at the sky, and was actually looking for him, looking at him on the second floor.

Although Fei Ming didn't say anything, his eyes seemed to say: He would not betray the organization.

"Big Head Lu!" Su Zhe gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth desperately.

...

That's a proud smile.

Cheng Qianfan kept flashing Fei Ming's last smile in his mind.

He read Resolutely.

I read about bravery.

Reading pride.

Yes, Fei Ming is proud. He feels that he is nobler than Cheng Qianfan, a counter-revolutionary executioner. His life is valuable, noble, for the people, and proud.

I also read about contempt.

Contempt for Cheng Qianfan, contempt for the enemy—

Don’t even think about getting a few words from my mouth!

Cheng Qianfan leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair.

He pulled open the drawer and took out the cigar box.

Draw out a cigar.

I took out the small scissors again.

He just repaired the cigar so slowly, very seriously and seriously.

After a moment, Cheng Qianfan stood up and walked to the phonograph.

Play vinyl records.

The tender and sweet song rang in the office of the deputy general manager.

Cheng Qianfan nodded with satisfaction, returned to the seat and continued to trim the cigar.

His face was gloomy, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with the suicide of the suspect Fei Ming, and angry about the indecent and strict work of Datou Lu.

In my heart, a huge pain was tormenting Cheng Qianfan.

He is regretting it.

He is blaming himself.

According to Datou Lu's report, they were arrested when Fei Ming was about to board the ship.

This means that if it is a little later, even ten minutes, no, even five minutes, two minutes!

Maybe in just two minutes, Fei Ming successfully boarded the ship and left.

Cheng Qianfan was upset.

He is blaming himself.

I blame myself for why I couldn’t continue to delay for a few more minutes. Perhaps the extra few minutes were the vitality of Fei Ming’s successful evacuation!!!

As a tried and tested lurker, Cheng Qianfan knew how nothing he thought of the "if" was, and there was no if in the world.

He also knew that he had tried his best.

However, I still can't forgive myself.

...

Bangbang.

The office door was knocked.

"Come in." Cheng Qianfan's face returned to a serious expression, and he said in a deep voice.

The one who came in was Zhao Shuli.

"Inspector Zhao, you are a rare guest." Cheng Qianfan put down the cigar, stood up, looked surprised, and said in greeting.

"There is some progress on the shooting incident in Baierlu," said Zhao Shuli, "Come here to Vice President Tongcheng to exchange the situation."

As he said that, Zhao Shuli pointed to the direction of the window, "What's wrong with the downstairs? I heard that someone is dead."

"Fe Ming, who is in the police station in Xiafei District, committed suicide because of his crime." Cheng Qianfan said calmly. He glanced at Zhao Shuli and lowered his voice, "I suspect there is something wrong with this Fei Ming."

Zhao Shuli's eyebrows moved.

"This Fei Ming is either from Chongqing or the Red Party." Cheng Qianfan snorted coldly, "What a pity, he was a cruel person. He wiped his neck with a nail."

After saying that, he just looked at Zhao Shuli.

Zhao Shuli also looked at him.

"Is that true?" Zhao Shuli frowned.

The two looked at each other.

They all saw the sadness in each other's eyes.

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