"What kind of expression do you have?" The comer said coldly.

Lin Chen held the phone and said to Xun Conglian, "You, very, good ..."

"Are you disappointed that you thought Xinglian was here?" Huang Zeju looked down at him.

Lin Chen patted himself, stood up, and answered him sincerely: "Yes."

"..."

"Then I'm not saying I'm sorry to let you down?" Huang Ze ironed.

"I accept your apology." Lin Chen answered.

"..."

Huang Ze was probably angry for a while and didn't speak.

Lin Chen looked at him for a while and found that he was also on the phone and had not hung up yet.

The man on the phone "feeded" a few words.

"What's the matter, Inspector Huang?"

Lin Chen set the stage for Huang Ze.

Huang Ze's face looked better: "Someone has to play for himself, he must talk to you."

Lin Chen took the mobile phone handed by Huang Ze, but it was unknown: "Hello, Lin Chen." He said.

"Lin Counselor, Lin Counselor, is that you?"

"it's me."

"I ... I'm Guiqiu ... that Yan Guiqiu." The person over there said very familiarly.

The phone in his hand was like a hot potato, Lin Chen looked at Huang Ze fiercely. Huang Ze was very proud, compared with a mouth, probably: deserve it.

"Mr. Yan ..."

"Call me your ball."

"Expensive ball." Lin Chen found that he didn't have the experience to deal with creatures like Yan Guiqiu, and he couldn't help being careful.

"Consultant Lin, you are just too polite, and you say you have to apologize to me, without taking you like this, isn't that hitting me?"

"That was not what I meant."

"You are."

"Well I'm ..."

"what are you?"

"..."

Yan Guiqiu's voice was too loud, the rooftop was quiet, Huang Ze was cold, but it seemed to be hard to laugh inside.

"Guiqiu, call today. Is there anything wrong?"

"Ah, consultant Lin! By the way! I just want to tell you that there are so many good people in the world, and I have decided to be a good man!"

Comrade Yan Guiqiu spoke brilliantly, it was easy and easy, but Lin Chen thought about it, and being a good person is a matter of thought.

"Congratulations," he said.

"Thank you!" Yan Guiqiu replied and hung up.

The phone hung up.

The purpose of Yan Guiqiu's phone call was really simple and unbelievable.

Lin Chen's action of putting down her phone is very slow, as if infected by this simple worldview.

He also glanced at Huang Ze and returned the phone.

"What?" Huang Ze raised an eyebrow.

"Why are you here?" Lin Chen asked.

"Nothing to do with you."

"Is it?"

Lin Chen looked at this once friend, and later regarded him as an enemy of life and death. Now he has a delicate relationship with him, and understands the meaning of the punishment from Huang Lian by the prisoner.

"I have something to tell you about Huang Weiwei."

He says.

The words are brief.

After all, for so many years, he has been brewing wording, thinking about the form of telling the truth to Huang Ze.

But he never thought he would use such a short and peaceful way at this point in time.

From beginning to end, Huang Ze didn't interrupt him, just bowed his head to listen.

However, it seems that because the truth is too shocked, he closed himself in another space and knocked hard with a note.

Lin Chen put his hands in his pockets and said, "The whole thing is like this, you have the right to know."

After a while, Huang Ze looked up slowly.

Lin Chen has never seen such complicated eyes, pain, shock, despair, guilt, love, comfort, all kinds of emotions converge into the most difficult moment in the world.

Sorry, and, too late.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, Huang Ze is like smoke that will blow away when the wind blows, as if his soul is torn.

Lin Chen didn't look at Huang Ze anymore, and any language seemed barren. He and Huang Ze passed by. He wanted to leave here and leave Huang Ze alone, as he always did.

But when he put his hand on the iron gate, he suddenly turned his head and opened his mouth to Huang Ze.

"Actually I don't understand."

Huang Ze was motionless, as if he was dead, he didn't hear him at all.

So Lin Chen started talking. This is probably when Lin Chen talked to Huang Ze the most in his life, but on the rooftop, at the moment when all these frankly met, he never regarded Huang Ze as an object that must be kept secret. They Both need to listen to each other.

"I understand why Vivi did this, or I thought I understood why she did it, but after one year, after meeting so many people, I realized she was just the beginning, whether it was Fang Aizi or Xu Ran, or Song Shengsheng and Duan Wanshan, or even the big vote that just ended. Too many people, big or small, made me not quite understand in the end, why do people sacrifice themselves for others? "

Huang Ze would certainly not answer, Lin Chen was blowing the wind and continued to talk to himself.

"This sacrifice can be said to be a lofty moral role or an indomitable struggle against evil. It may be because of love or hate. It is even said that altruists are genetic offspring of human beings who have been continuously screened for race. , But until now, I suddenly realized that this doesn't explain the most basic question, why would they want to do this? "

Lin Chen pressed the door and turned his back to Huang Ze, waiting to answer.

"Lin Chen, you still like to be horny."

Huang Ze finally recovered from his loss, and the wind brought him the same indifferent voice as before.

This is Huang Ze's unique way of speaking. Lin Chen is very clear. Huang Ze is telling him in this twisted way: I am very good,

He imagined that people like them must also have strong resilience.

"Yes," Lin Chen admitted. "Then please tell me, why did Weiwei choose to jump on her own?"

"Because she wants to save more people and doesn't want to see you in trouble." Huang Ze answered calmly but painfully.

"Then why would she want to save more people?" Lin Chen asked again.

"Because she is a good girl in our family."

Lin Chen nodded, but shook his head. Huang Ze's answer was just some parts.

He opened the iron door and took a step.

"Thank you."

He vaguely heard Huang Ze say this.

He waved and did not look back after all.

...

The rooftop iron gates are closed.

Lin Chen came down the stairs, and the incandescent light emitted a cold light.

Every step down the ladder, he felt more relaxed, the burden has been suddenly dropped for a long time, and the form suddenly emerged.

Probably everyone needs this moment of courage.

Lin Chen walked around the corner and walked down the stairs, surrounded by many people

There were people who had been in the detention center before, police officers they didn't know, and doctors who were estimated to be on the roof to rescue him at any time.

Everyone looked down at their phones, and WeChat groups and Weibo refreshed one after another.

"What happened?" Lin Chen suddenly woke up and asked.

After speaking, his cell phone rang, and the call came from Xun Conglian.

Lin Chen motioned everyone to go back to their own affairs, go to the quiet window, ask Xunlian Clan and say, "Say it."

"Alright?" Xun Cong interjected.

"Not great, but you can cheer up again."

"Okay, I'm short."

Xing Lianlian stated briefly and concisely, Lin Chen was listening silently, and stopped thinking about Huang Ze and all the old people before him.

Xing Cong talked about the findings on Mailin's server, the replies from virologists, and their analysis. When he heard the four white-collar workers who were killed by the innocent beef noodles restaurant, Lin Chen looked cold.

But whether it was Dana Rainforest and MSF, or the insurance company and Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical, all the details were linked, Lin Chen's first reaction was not frightening.

He probably realized the emotion of Huang Ze on the roof now, a deep shock.

Today is like an old day, it is a very ordinary day.

Different from the orientation on the rooftop, he is now facing the main entrance of the hospital.

The ambulance flashed red and blue lights and went in and out. The snow-white medical staff was more busy because of the sudden virus news, but everything was under control and it didn't look disorganized.

Various departments have already prepared plans for coping with the panic in advance, and the major Internet platforms and TV platforms have popularized the truth about the Bonal virus in various forms.

In the plan written by Su Fengzi to Xing Conglian, a symptom of a viral infection that did not actually exist was inserted to distinguish between the real patient and the group of patients with rickets who thought they were infected with the virus.

Of course, in this context, there are also rumors and mistrust, and some people are worried about the possible large-scale poisoning or virus spread in the future.

The event seemed to return to its original state before the beginning of the big vote, a delicate balance before the storm.

But Lin Chen knew that it was almost over and everything was about to end.

"Lin Chen."

Xing Conglian called him twice on the phone, and Lin Chen retracted his gaze at the hospital gate.

"What are you thinking?" Xing Conglian asked.

Lin Chen thought about how to describe his true thoughts inside.

When Lin Conglian finished talking about the grand plan that was disrupted to pieces, Lin Chen suddenly realized that it was the victims, whether Fang Zhiming or Fang Aizi, or Xu Ran Song Shengsheng, and Duan Wanshan. And Duanyang ...

It has always been their silent struggle, such as a thin stream converging into a sea, tearing an enemy many times stronger than them so crazy now.

That man would never have thought that all ordinary people he saw as ants and pawns, including those who had died, would eventually tie the noose to his neck.

"I have a strange feeling now." Lin Chen said.

"What foresight?" Xing Conglian asked.

Lin Chen felt that he had fallen asleep on the rooftop, as if he had changed from an atheist to a complete **** stick.

"Although I don't know why, no matter what happens, we will win." He replied.

After saying this, Lin Chen hung up and Xing Conglian's phone.

Someone came from the end of the corridor. That was a doctor.

Lin Chen held the mobile phone, turned his head, and the doctor took off his mask, but he said tiredly and firmly, "The members of your police team asked me to come up to inform you, and I was rescued by love, but I have not escaped the danger of life. The ward. Also, the neurological ward downstairs is having a wired meeting with Dana, you can go. "

The smell of disinfection water rushed towards the face, the sun was falling obliquely from the window, and the doctor looked white and bright.

Lin Chen nodded, bowed and said, "Thank you."