My legendary life

Xie Dong stops and just stands up shivering. Unexpectedly, three people come to him and suddenly raise their hands. They salute each other in unison. He is blindfolded and doesn't understand what this means.

"Mr. Xie, on behalf of all the members of the ad hoc group and Comrade Zheng Jun, I would like to express my highest respect to you. Thank you for your bravery and risking your life to bring back such important information. Moreover, in such an environment, you do not forget to keep secrets for Lao Zheng. As an ordinary people, your behavior really makes us admire it!" The leader said solemnly.

Xie Dongchang is so old that no one has ever had such a high evaluation of him. He can't help but feel a little confused. He looks at the three people in front of him and hesitates for a long time: "are you Zheng Jun's colleagues? He's also a police officer in Lunan detention center. "

All three of them laughed. One of them pointed to the leader and said, "this is director Liu, the person in charge of our special task force. He came from Beijing specially to see you."

Director Liu? Beijing? You're here to see me? Where does this matter? Isn't Zheng Jun a policeman in the provincial capital? How did he get involved with Director Liu in Beijing?

Seeing that he was confused, bureau chief Liu explained with a smile: "well, Comrade Zheng Jun is assigned by the relevant departments to perform a special task. Because it involves secrets, in order to ensure his absolute safety, it is inconvenient to disclose the specific details to you. I hope you can understand more."

Xie Dong understood that Zheng Jun was doing a secret business. Even his wife, children and colleagues didn't know what he was doing. He didn't think about it, but he was bumped into by himself and helped him so much.

"Well, let's talk about how you met Lao Zheng." Liu bureau chief asked with a smile.

"Of course." Xie Dong said quickly, so he told the whole thing in detail from beginning to end, including how he met Zheng Jun, what the two people said, and even the story that Bai Maodong had been killed by his fourth sister. He talked about it for more than an hour before and after, but he didn't even care to have lunch, so he finally finished.

Unexpectedly, after listening to them, they all frowned and remained silent for a long time. No one spoke.

Xie Dong is a little anxious. Now he has said all the things he should and shouldn't say. There is no secret on him any more. But after listening to them, the three of you don't say what you want to do with me. Whether you want to fight or punish me, you have to tell me in plain English! So he thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "excuse me, comrades, is my business a crime?"

After hearing this, director Liu quickly answered him: "the case of your disappearance does not belong to our jurisdiction. You came back from crossing the border secretly. We can't easily draw a conclusion on whether you have committed a crime or not. We need the public security organ in charge of the case to investigate before we can draw a conclusion. To say the least, even if you are found guilty in the future, you risk your life to bring Comrade Zheng Jun's information to us Returning to China and handing it over to the public security organs is also a great achievement. We will take these factors into full consideration in the future. However, for security reasons, even if you are innocent, I suggest you stay here for the time being. As for the specific situation, I will communicate with the investigators. You can rest assured. "

This answer did not satisfy Xie Dong, but it was not unexpected. Although he was reluctant, it was acceptable.

"Then I'll call my family. That's OK." He asked again.

"Certainly. At least we have no problem here." Director Liu gave his mobile phone to Xie Dong, and then whispered to two other colleagues, indicating that one of them would stay in the room, and then hurried out with the other.

Holding the phone of director Liu, Xie Dong is so excited that his hands are a little shaking that he can't wait to dial Wei Xia's mobile phone.

The phone got through, but no one answered it. It hung up twice, and it was the same all the time.

Holding a mobile phone, his mind is blank. How can Wei Xia not answer the phone? Is something wrong? Fourth sister didn't let her go at all, or did she use any tricks on the way? How many of them have been arrested again?

No, in that case, the fourth sister should tell Liu Yong and me everything. What's the point of holding our families even if we're both released?

"What's the matter, the phone doesn't get through?" Asked the man.

"Yes, no one answers." He said blankly.

The man laughed and said, "if no one answers, just call someone else, as long as you can inform your family."

Who else can I call? He thought about it, then hang up to his mother first, call her and turn it off!

Strange, how come mom's phone is turned off! Holding the phone, he can't remember who to hang up to for a moment? Hesitated for a long time, finally dialed Chang Xiaomei's mobile phone.

This time, the phone rang only once, and Chang Xiaomei picked it up.

"Hello, who?" Chang Xiaomei asked.

"Chang Ju, I'm Xie Dong." As soon as he finished a sentence, Chang Xiaomei on the other side of the phone suddenly lost her voice. After listening again, she heard a busy tone. Shit, it's off the line! Once again, China Mobile's unique female voice told him that the phone you dialed could not be connected for the time being! He's going crazy. No way. What's the matter today? Is my bad luck not over yet?He was silly. To tell you the truth, it's useless to let him hang up now. He can remember the number. There are only three people. Now they can't get in touch, and no one can call again.

Is holding a mobile phone at a loss, director Liu pushed the door came in, see his gaping look, some puzzled asked: "what's the matter, the phone did not call out?"

"Yes, I can't get in touch." He said dejectedly.

"Oh That's right. " Director Liu pondered a little and said helplessly: "I have something urgent to do. I have to leave now. In Lao Zheng's words, it's urgent. I think so. I'll say hello to the comrades here and let them arrange for you to talk with your family." Finish saying, also don't wait for Xie Dong to reply, take back the mobile phone directly from his hand, then slightly nodded toward him, three people walked directly.

When the iron door closed with a bang, Xie Dong sat down on the bed. At that moment, he felt that it was dark, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world, lonely and helpless.

All afternoon, he sat in bed like this, motionless and silent. When it was getting dark, suddenly there was a sound of footstep outside the door. Then the door was opened, and the young police officer in charge of him came in again. First he turned on the light in the room, then he came to him and handed over his mobile phone.

"The leader instructed you to call a person named Chang Xiaomei. In the afternoon, Chang Xiaomei hung up the phone to Director Liu's mobile phone from Beijing and insisted on asking for you." Said the officer.

He was stunned. After confirming that he was not joking, he quickly took over the mobile phone and dialed Chang Xiaomei.

"Is it Dongzi?" After the phone is connected, he just said hello, Chang Xiaomei can't wait to ask.

"It's me, Chang Ju." He said.

There was no voice on the other side of the phone. He was a little scared and listened carefully. He didn't drop the line. He was a little puzzled, but he heard Chang Xiaomei shouting excitedly on the phone: "God, you're really OK!"

"Yes, I'm fine. Chang Ju, how is Wei Xia? Have you heard from her? " He asked in a hurry.

"Hey, Dongzi, you're a wimp. You've made me so anxious!" Wei Xia's cry suddenly came from the phone. She cried so much that she could hardly speak a complete sentence.

The phone still returned to Chang Xiaomei's hands, and her tone was also very excited: "OK, you hear it, your daughter-in-law's crying is so loud, it should not be a big problem. Don't talk about these mother-in-law's things, tell me, where are you now, whose mobile phone is? Can I find you by typing this? " She asked so many questions, Xie Dong did not know which one to answer first.

The young police officer took the phone from him and said to Chang Xiaomei, "this is the Criminal Police Brigade of Yilan Public Security Bureau. I'm the police officer in charge of detaining Xie Dong. This is my mobile phone. If you have anything to do, you can call our leader's office phone." Then he hung up.

Xie Dong really wants to have a few words of theory with this boisterous little policeman. The director of Beijing says that I have made contributions. You little policeman in a broken place, how can you be so unreasonable!

"Well, this is an exception, and the fight is not over." The little officer muttered, turned out of the room and closed the door with a bang. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

However, director Liu from Beijing still made some efforts. The next morning, he and Liu Yong were both transferred to the top floor room. Although it was still iron door and iron window, the conditions were greatly improved. Not only was the living environment improved, but also there was a TV set. Although they could only receive the CCTV-1 and legal frequency, it was better than nothing. And last week's people's daily. What's more, the guard was replaced by an older police officer with a friendly attitude. Occasionally, he could sit down and chat with him. This is really a happy thing for a prisoner.

But Chang Xiaomei and Wei Xia never heard from each other. He asked the old police officer several times, but the answer he got was one sentence: eat as you should, drink as you should. Don't put anything in your mind. It will be clear sooner or later!

I don't know if I'll find out sooner or later? It's rubbish, he said in his heart, but he still had a helpless smile on his face.

A week later, his heart was on fire, and he was in a state of extreme anxiety. He crossed his knees to meditate, trying to calm himself down, only to find that his internal breathing seemed not to be guided and controlled by his mind at all, rolling in and out of his body, stirring up his internal organs.