Catastrophe - Chapter 1680 last sun

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After Lin Xun led people deep into the Qiyue paddock, Ning Zhe also led Shangguan Xiaohu, Fan Ke and others to sit in a small restaurant facing the street outside, sitting by the window to observe the situation outside.

Around 6:45, countless military vehicles suddenly appeared on the street. A soldier jumped under the vehicle and walked straight into the restaurant where Ning Zhe was, and asked loudly, "Who is the boss here?"

The restaurant owner had never seen such a situation before, so he greeted him tremblingly: "Master, what are your orders?"

The soldier responded with a blank face: "Put down all the curtains and rolling shutters in your store facing the street. From now on, the business will be suspended, and everyone is prohibited from going out!"

When Ning Zhe heard the soldier's words, he waved his hand and said, "Master, we are here to eat after get off work, and the restaurant won't let us open, so can we go home!"

"You're deaf? I said that everyone is forbidden to go out! Don't you understand?!" The soldier choked Ning Zhe, and seeing that the restaurant owner didn't move, he stared at him and asked, "Why, are you still waiting for me to help you?"

"Don't dare! Don't dare!" The boss looked at the murderous soldiers outside and waved to the cook and waiter behind him: "What are you doing, put the board on the window and lock the door!"

Seeing this, Ning Zhe pointed to the fixed phone at the bar: "Master, I'm in a hurry, can you allow me to call my family and tell them that I'm not going home?"

"The communication here has been cut off, and all communication equipment has no signal." The soldier looked at the other diners and shouted: "Listen to me clearly, from now on, this street will be under full martial law, and no one is allowed to appear on the street. up, or you will be at your own risk!"

After speaking, the soldier threw a word, turned his head and left the room. The restaurant owner also showed a bitter face and looked at the guests in the restaurant: "Everyone, I'm really sorry, you have seen the unexpected situation here, today. Please stay with me for one night, until the martial law is lifted, all purchases in our store will be 50% off!"

Amid the complaints from the guests, Gao Jun lowered his voice and said, "Judging from the situation here, your judgment is completely accurate. It seems that the Lu family is really planning to execute that friend of yours in the Qiyue paddock."

Fan Ke looked at the speeding vehicles and a large number of soldiers on the street, and relieved some nervousness: "These soldiers did not show aggression to us, which means that the friends who gave you the news did not betray our news."

"This doesn't mean anything. The person who delivered the news didn't betray us, and it doesn't mean that this place is safe. After all, this place itself casts a net for us. The execution of Lu Meng was originally aimed at Jin Qinhuan." Zhe saw that the guy in the shop came to install the panels for the windows, moved it to the next table, and said in a low voice, "The Lu family publicly executed Lu Meng, and people should be allowed to watch tomorrow, so this street should be unblocked early tomorrow morning. , when the time comes, we will get close to the execution platform among the people."

"Dude, don't you think that the pictures you usually see on TV, the people around those high-ranking officials are real?" Gao Jun sniffed: "Let's make a bet until the execution ends tomorrow and wait for the military's The ban will be lifted here only after everyone has withdrawn, do you believe it?"

Ning Zhe looked sideways and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"The news from the official media is actually no different from variety shows. Politicians are also actors and have scripts!"

Gao Jun, a son of a chaebol, knows this very well: "In the news you usually see, the elders of the elders go deep into the people, but in fact, none of the people in the picture are real people, all of them are played by people from the military and police forces. This is a program specially shot for a show.

There is another kind, that is, the elders really want to go to a fortress for inspection, but the people below will also find actors in order to prevent problems. From the customer to the salesperson, to the security guard at the gate, all of them are actually employees of the fortress administrative office. The chaebol media and the variety shows on the local TV stations are all planned by people, and they are also based on the will of people. It is nothing more than propaganda. It’s just a carrier, for example, you are deceived now.

Tomorrow, the public execution of Lu Meng is so noisy that many senior officials of the Lu family will definitely be present, so the public is definitely not allowed to watch the scene. At the same time, in order to take care of the media publicity, the scene should be full of dummies! "

"No, tomorrow morning, this place will definitely be released." Ning Zhe did not expect that the chaebols would have so many words, but he did not agree with Gao Jun's words: "The key point of Lu Meng's execution this time is not himself. If the July paddock is really crowded by them, it will lose the role of bait."

"Maybe you are right." Gao Jun did not refute: "But there will be many officials from the Lu family who will be present tomorrow, and there will be a lot of plainclothes in the crowd. We have to pay special attention to this situation."

Ning Zhe picked up the cigarette case, looked in the direction of Jin Qinhuan, and sighed: "I hope everything goes well."

…

Secret prison.

"Crack!"

The kerosene lighter rolled the pulley, and the beating flame ignited the smoke in Lu Meng's mouth.

The room he was in was very empty. Sitting on the edge of the dining table, he could only see the full moon and the sparse stars outside through the top of the glass window. In the distance, the sky was already showing the white of fish belly, squeezing the brilliance of the moon.

"Looking at the stars, you still have to go to the refugee area."

Lu Meng identified the position through the stars, and turned his attention to the location of Jin Qinhuan.

Even though he once shouted that he would use his life to defend the Lu family, but when his life entered the countdown, he still felt panic.

He is not succumbing to power, but the innate fear of death in human nature.

Lu Meng stayed up all night. He spent the whole night thinking about the meaning of life, but he could not calm down his emotions. No matter how he thought about it, his thinking would eventually return to the idea of ​​death.

When the morning sun showed a touch of gold, the door of the prison was opened, and an officer walked into the room with four burly military policemen. Seeing Lu Meng sitting at the table in a daze, he said solemnly, "You have ten minutes. Time for breakfast, and if we can't eat it, we can go now."

The soldier next to him also put the plate in his hand on the table, and the breakfast this day was extraordinarily rich.

"I don't eat breakfast, give me ten minutes, I want to watch the sunrise one last time."

Lu Meng looked at the dead head meal on the table, without any appetite, he took off his coat and revealed the prison uniform inside: "Do I need to wear handcuffs?"

The officer waved his hand and asked the gendarmerie next to him to step forward with the torture tool and headgear: "I also obey orders, forgive me."

Lu Meng smiled, tried his best to remain calm, and stretched out his hands.

"Click!"

The sound of handcuffs closing was especially loud in the silent cell.