The pain of losing a loved one is much more painful than the pain of physical harm.
In fact, it is the fifth day of my injury. My wound has scabbed. Apart from the itchy itch, it doesn’t hurt much. It’s just that this pain of heart-to-heart digging almost destroys me.
I really don't know if I will see my beloved wife again in my life.
The feeling of sadness of the sky falling and the earth falling!
Until the sky darkened, my eyes didn't leave the direction where the two people disappeared. Even if the tears had dried up, I didn't dare to slack off, for fear that once Xiaoyan turned back from there, I would miss the opportunity to see her for the first time.
Unfortunately, until the mountains and forests were pitch black, I still didn't wait for Xiaoyan.
I don’t know when it was night, but I started to doze in a drowsy way, and then I lit up a few cylindrical lights in the distance. I gradually got closer and saw three or four motorcycles coming to the factory. Several young people with red armbands, all with steel forks and sticks, searched and inspected the factory with flashlights and found me after a while.
Someone recognized me and shouted excitedly to the others: Found one!The one injured!
Soon several people gathered around me, shining on me with a bright and dazzling flashlight, and asked loudly: Where did the North Korean named Nam Sung Jae go?
I squinted my eyes, felt exhausted and weak, shook my head and nodded again, pointed at the direction where the two of them disappeared with my uncuffed fingers, and pointed at my mouth.
Several joint defensemen noticed my injuries and decided not to lose the pursuit of Nam Sung-jae first, and should take me back to the village first.
I breathed a sigh of relief. As long as I could go to the public, I would have a way to reveal my identity and I would have a way to catch up with Nam Sung-jae and my wife Xiaoyeon.
Since I was unable to determine my identity, these people opened my handcuffs and still carried my hands behind me. They helped me back to a motorcycle, repeatedly stressing our legal policies, and emphasizing what would happen if I escaped and was caught. I tried my best to show a very obedient look, which made several people take me back to Jinshantun with confidence.
Before we entered and exited Jinshantun, we walked on the ridge without roads on the mountain. Although we used it, we didn't think it was too far. However, we still had to go around the earthen and rocky roads in the forest while riding the motorcycle. The group rode their motorcycles and walked for about two hours before returning to the village.
It is said that it is the village's security office, but in fact it is just a building in a row of bungalows next to the primary school in the village. There is a flat ground connected to the school playground at the door. There are two desks in the office, and there are several chairs with backrests under the window opposite.
As soon as I entered the village security office, I quickly asked them for paper and pen.
I wrote my name, police number, work unit and unit phone number clearly. Yongcheng verified the unit phone number I provided and various information to prove my identity in front of me. After a long time of struggle, he finally believed me with a smile.
Their attitude towards me was obviously much better. They also prepared hot water and instant noodles for me, and then asked the doctor in the village to carefully examine and reprocess my wound. But what surprised me was that they had already confirmed my police identity, but they never untied my handcuffs, but just turned me from handcuffing on both hands to handcuffs on the radiator.
What's even more strange is that after they confirmed my identity, they seemed to become even more nervous.
Of course, I am now on the land of our own people, even if it is a little strange, but it is generally safe for me, and now I am only left with concern for the safety of my wife.
They did not contact me for any restrictions, but they did not make things difficult for me. They placed a row of chairs with backrests next to the heating, and asked me to lie on it, saying that when it dawn, the county public security bureau would come to deal with my business specifically, and I would be completely free at that time.
Although I felt a little more at ease this night, it was quite difficult. When I thought that my unconscious wife was kidnapped in the woods by a man with a gangster and a liar, I couldn't close my eyes. When it was dawn, there was a circle of hot and painful ulcers around my mouth.
At about 7 o'clock in the morning, Lao Jintou was also taken to the security office and handcuffed beside me.
It must be my betrayal of him. I want to explain my situation. I definitely can't lie here.After all, he let Nam Sung-jae go.
It was almost 9 o'clock, and I was already restless, and finally the sound of the car motor sounded outside the office.
Two men in police uniforms walked in.
Looking at the two of them dressed in very formal clothes, I can be sure that they must be real policemen.
One of them is younger, looking less than thirty years old, and the other is about forty years older, but both of them are fat, big heads, big ears and belly, and their clothes and style are both standard police styles of police officers.
When the old man walked in front, he sat behind the desk opposite me, with his face full of flesh, and he squeezed his small eyes that needed to be carefully observed to find the whites of his eyes and looked up and down at Lao Jin and me, lit a Chinese cigarette, took a deep breath, and immediately blew out of his mouth and nose. After a long time of steadying, he slowly asked: Your name is Yang Daqing?
I nodded.
Well... He nodded, and while taking off his big-brimmed hat, revealing his smooth and shiny little back head, he continued: We have verified with your unit, and now we can basically confirm your identity...
He said, pausing as if he was insincere and did not continue.
This is a very common technique used by old policemen when interrogating prisoners. They are that they will not finish their words at once, and deliberately pause several times to cause strong psychological pressure to the other party.
Although I am also a policeman, this trick is also effective for me. I realized that he was a little mysterious, and I was really nervous.
Since I am sure I am also a policeman, why don’t I let me go?
Oh, by the way, I am from the Criminal Police Team of Changxing County Bureau. My surname is Jiang. This is my colleague, Xiao Meng.The older man waved his hand to gesture to the young policeman while introducing himself.
I nodded, waved at the two of them with my free hand, and made a greeting move. Judging from the police rank, this Police Officer Jiang should at least be at the level of instructor or captain.
I used the paper and pen they handed over to retell my identity and purpose of coming here, as well as the entire injury after meeting Nam Sung-jae, but I did not mention the incident of his rape of my wife.
Team Jiang frowned and read my written explanation several times from beginning to end. He squinted his eyes and looked at my face in disbelief, and said in an admiration: I was shot in the face by Beibangzi's 58 style, and you can survive, you are so awesome!
I shrugged helplessly, wondering in my heart that he would pay attention to this issue at this time.
The person who was called Xiao Meng pointed at my hand that was pinned to the heating pipe and asked: Team Jiang, do you want to open it for him?
Captain Jiang squinted his eyes and looked at me, hesitated for a moment before nodding.
Being lifted from the handcuffs, a sense of relaxation of regaining freedom immediately filled my whole body. I immediately stood up, walked to Team Jiang's desk, and wrote a row of big words in front of him: I want to participate in the search operation!
Team Jiang nodded at me with a smile, his face full of flesh, making me feel that there seemed to be something else in his smile.
By the way, Yang Daqing, you said he coerced your wife to escape with him. Will your wife be in danger now?Team Jiang looked at me sideways, but there was a hint of ridiculous sneer on the corner of his mouth.
My chest was stuffy, but I heard the little Meng beside me sneering. Before I could write, he interrupted and asked me: You both have been hostage for so many days. Isn’t your wife already fucked by that Beibangzi?
I angrily opened my eyes, clenched my fists and almost rushed over and fucked him in the face.
Seeing that I was a little angry, Team Jiang quickly waved at me and said with a smile: Xiao Meng is young and impolite, so he shouldn't ask such an embarrassing question. Sorry, Yang Daqing.
Xiao Meng may have realized that his words were indeed a little unthinking, so he took a step back and turned his head out the window in disappointment.
This North Korean killed 4 people in their country, and was an extremely dangerous guy!Team Jiang diverted my attention and said.
I was shocked. According to Nam Sung-jae himself, he only killed two of them there. It seemed that he was indeed a lie beast.
But it was a little strange. Since I admitted to killing two, why didn’t I mention the remaining two? Is there any difference in the charges?
I wrote: He told me that he killed two
Team Jiang frowned and thought for a moment and said: He used the gun that hit you, first killed his adopted daughter and mother, and then killed two military cadres. How could it be two?
Another news that shocked me, I suddenly began to doubt my life.
Could it be that I have no clear understanding of human nature after living so much?
In fact, it is the fifth day of my injury. My wound has scabbed. Apart from the itchy itch, it doesn’t hurt much. It’s just that this pain of heart-to-heart digging almost destroys me.
I really don't know if I will see my beloved wife again in my life.
The feeling of sadness of the sky falling and the earth falling!
Until the sky darkened, my eyes didn't leave the direction where the two people disappeared. Even if the tears had dried up, I didn't dare to slack off, for fear that once Xiaoyan turned back from there, I would miss the opportunity to see her for the first time.
Unfortunately, until the mountains and forests were pitch black, I still didn't wait for Xiaoyan.
I don’t know when it was night, but I started to doze in a drowsy way, and then I lit up a few cylindrical lights in the distance. I gradually got closer and saw three or four motorcycles coming to the factory. Several young people with red armbands, all with steel forks and sticks, searched and inspected the factory with flashlights and found me after a while.
Someone recognized me and shouted excitedly to the others: Found one!The one injured!
Soon several people gathered around me, shining on me with a bright and dazzling flashlight, and asked loudly: Where did the North Korean named Nam Sung Jae go?
I squinted my eyes, felt exhausted and weak, shook my head and nodded again, pointed at the direction where the two of them disappeared with my uncuffed fingers, and pointed at my mouth.
Several joint defensemen noticed my injuries and decided not to lose the pursuit of Nam Sung-jae first, and should take me back to the village first.
I breathed a sigh of relief. As long as I could go to the public, I would have a way to reveal my identity and I would have a way to catch up with Nam Sung-jae and my wife Xiaoyeon.
Since I was unable to determine my identity, these people opened my handcuffs and still carried my hands behind me. They helped me back to a motorcycle, repeatedly stressing our legal policies, and emphasizing what would happen if I escaped and was caught. I tried my best to show a very obedient look, which made several people take me back to Jinshantun with confidence.
Before we entered and exited Jinshantun, we walked on the ridge without roads on the mountain. Although we used it, we didn't think it was too far. However, we still had to go around the earthen and rocky roads in the forest while riding the motorcycle. The group rode their motorcycles and walked for about two hours before returning to the village.
It is said that it is the village's security office, but in fact it is just a building in a row of bungalows next to the primary school in the village. There is a flat ground connected to the school playground at the door. There are two desks in the office, and there are several chairs with backrests under the window opposite.
As soon as I entered the village security office, I quickly asked them for paper and pen.
I wrote my name, police number, work unit and unit phone number clearly. Yongcheng verified the unit phone number I provided and various information to prove my identity in front of me. After a long time of struggle, he finally believed me with a smile.
Their attitude towards me was obviously much better. They also prepared hot water and instant noodles for me, and then asked the doctor in the village to carefully examine and reprocess my wound. But what surprised me was that they had already confirmed my police identity, but they never untied my handcuffs, but just turned me from handcuffing on both hands to handcuffs on the radiator.
What's even more strange is that after they confirmed my identity, they seemed to become even more nervous.
Of course, I am now on the land of our own people, even if it is a little strange, but it is generally safe for me, and now I am only left with concern for the safety of my wife.
They did not contact me for any restrictions, but they did not make things difficult for me. They placed a row of chairs with backrests next to the heating, and asked me to lie on it, saying that when it dawn, the county public security bureau would come to deal with my business specifically, and I would be completely free at that time.
Although I felt a little more at ease this night, it was quite difficult. When I thought that my unconscious wife was kidnapped in the woods by a man with a gangster and a liar, I couldn't close my eyes. When it was dawn, there was a circle of hot and painful ulcers around my mouth.
At about 7 o'clock in the morning, Lao Jintou was also taken to the security office and handcuffed beside me.
It must be my betrayal of him. I want to explain my situation. I definitely can't lie here.After all, he let Nam Sung-jae go.
It was almost 9 o'clock, and I was already restless, and finally the sound of the car motor sounded outside the office.
Two men in police uniforms walked in.
Looking at the two of them dressed in very formal clothes, I can be sure that they must be real policemen.
One of them is younger, looking less than thirty years old, and the other is about forty years older, but both of them are fat, big heads, big ears and belly, and their clothes and style are both standard police styles of police officers.
When the old man walked in front, he sat behind the desk opposite me, with his face full of flesh, and he squeezed his small eyes that needed to be carefully observed to find the whites of his eyes and looked up and down at Lao Jin and me, lit a Chinese cigarette, took a deep breath, and immediately blew out of his mouth and nose. After a long time of steadying, he slowly asked: Your name is Yang Daqing?
I nodded.
Well... He nodded, and while taking off his big-brimmed hat, revealing his smooth and shiny little back head, he continued: We have verified with your unit, and now we can basically confirm your identity...
He said, pausing as if he was insincere and did not continue.
This is a very common technique used by old policemen when interrogating prisoners. They are that they will not finish their words at once, and deliberately pause several times to cause strong psychological pressure to the other party.
Although I am also a policeman, this trick is also effective for me. I realized that he was a little mysterious, and I was really nervous.
Since I am sure I am also a policeman, why don’t I let me go?
Oh, by the way, I am from the Criminal Police Team of Changxing County Bureau. My surname is Jiang. This is my colleague, Xiao Meng.The older man waved his hand to gesture to the young policeman while introducing himself.
I nodded, waved at the two of them with my free hand, and made a greeting move. Judging from the police rank, this Police Officer Jiang should at least be at the level of instructor or captain.
I used the paper and pen they handed over to retell my identity and purpose of coming here, as well as the entire injury after meeting Nam Sung-jae, but I did not mention the incident of his rape of my wife.
Team Jiang frowned and read my written explanation several times from beginning to end. He squinted his eyes and looked at my face in disbelief, and said in an admiration: I was shot in the face by Beibangzi's 58 style, and you can survive, you are so awesome!
I shrugged helplessly, wondering in my heart that he would pay attention to this issue at this time.
The person who was called Xiao Meng pointed at my hand that was pinned to the heating pipe and asked: Team Jiang, do you want to open it for him?
Captain Jiang squinted his eyes and looked at me, hesitated for a moment before nodding.
Being lifted from the handcuffs, a sense of relaxation of regaining freedom immediately filled my whole body. I immediately stood up, walked to Team Jiang's desk, and wrote a row of big words in front of him: I want to participate in the search operation!
Team Jiang nodded at me with a smile, his face full of flesh, making me feel that there seemed to be something else in his smile.
By the way, Yang Daqing, you said he coerced your wife to escape with him. Will your wife be in danger now?Team Jiang looked at me sideways, but there was a hint of ridiculous sneer on the corner of his mouth.
My chest was stuffy, but I heard the little Meng beside me sneering. Before I could write, he interrupted and asked me: You both have been hostage for so many days. Isn’t your wife already fucked by that Beibangzi?
I angrily opened my eyes, clenched my fists and almost rushed over and fucked him in the face.
Seeing that I was a little angry, Team Jiang quickly waved at me and said with a smile: Xiao Meng is young and impolite, so he shouldn't ask such an embarrassing question. Sorry, Yang Daqing.
Xiao Meng may have realized that his words were indeed a little unthinking, so he took a step back and turned his head out the window in disappointment.
This North Korean killed 4 people in their country, and was an extremely dangerous guy!Team Jiang diverted my attention and said.
I was shocked. According to Nam Sung-jae himself, he only killed two of them there. It seemed that he was indeed a lie beast.
But it was a little strange. Since I admitted to killing two, why didn’t I mention the remaining two? Is there any difference in the charges?
I wrote: He told me that he killed two
Team Jiang frowned and thought for a moment and said: He used the gun that hit you, first killed his adopted daughter and mother, and then killed two military cadres. How could it be two?
Another news that shocked me, I suddenly began to doubt my life.
Could it be that I have no clear understanding of human nature after living so much?
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