Despite comforting himself like this, the huge panic still tightly grasped Wu Qingchen's heart, making him no longer have the heart to speak, the car was quiet and there was no conversation again.

Soon, the convoy drove out of the city and ran onto the national highway. The next trip was very smooth. There was a car ahead and a guard in the back. The police car slowed down for about 40 minutes after the first time.

This is a section of road near the entrance of the expressway, and Wu Qingchen can hardly recognize it.

The road surface itself has not changed much, but an endless isolation rope was pulled up in the middle.

On both sides of the isolation rope, two soldiers facing away from each other were standing about one meter. The lane on the side where Wu Qingchen was was unobstructed, and there were countless cars parked in the other lane on the opposite direction. Wu Qingchen also saw that just in front of the car he was in, a van and another truck in the same direction were being stopped by several soldiers, and then quickly drove to the other side of the isolation rope and parked to the last position.

The deceleration was very stable and slow. When the convoy finally stopped, the entrance to the expressway was ahead.

After parking, the four people in the police car continued to look full of concentration and guarded, and the police car did not turn off.

The entrance to the highway was unprecedentedly empty, and several people who could not see their identities seemed to be directing. Most of the vehicles in the convoy quickly turned around and left. Only a dozen policemen and soldiers, under the command of the same people, made many strange actions around the entrance.

After a long time, a middle-aged man in his forties finally walked to the police car and saluted the elderly soldier, "Report, everything is normal, please instruct."

The older soldier replied with a greeting and held his earplugs intently.

The older soldier quickly put down his left hand and pointed to the highway entrance to the military driver: "Okay, keep driving forward."

Is this going to get on the highway? Where are you going to take me? Who did I offend? Do you want to mess with me like this?

If the previous series of strange situations only brought pressure and tension to Wu Qingchen, the feeling of being taken away from his hometown was immediately made Wu Qingchen feel like he fell into the water and was pulled away by the last handful of straw, and his heart was immediately filled with fear and panic.

"I...I..."

He didn't know what to say or do. A kind of indescribable emotion made Wu Qingchen thrust his body suddenly and actually struggled out of the clamping of the two policemen.

"What's going on!" "Sit down!" "What's the matter!" "Catch him!" "Be careful! Be careful!"

If the four loud shouts at the door before were considered to be both stern, then the five loud shouts at this time can be described as the word "honey".

The commotion inside the police car immediately attracted the attention of the police and soldiers who were always keeping a close eye on the police car at the entrance of the highway.

In just a moment, Wu Qingchen saw at least dozens of people rushing towards the police car at the same time.

It seemed as if the soles of the shoes were on fire, or there were countless bullets chasing behind them, the postures of these dozens of people were completely different, but the urgent situation was completely consistent.

Among these dozens of people, they ran away directly when facing the police car, turned around and rushed when they were facing the police car, shook their legs while standing, and jumped when they were squatting.

No matter what position it was, the crowd of people who were running, rushing or jumping were full of nervousness, eagerness, and even too excited, and seemed a little ferocious. Wu Qingchen also saw that a young soldier, who was about teenage, had been too aggressive and had lost his balance and fell heavily to the concrete floor. However, he ignored the blood stains of his palms and continued to rush towards the police car, because he finally fell behind others, with regret and anxiety on his face, and tears were already flowing out.

"Officer Ji! Is this your work result?" Director Zhang's gray hair stood up almost one by one.

"Is this the result of my working style? Or is it the result of your work attitude?" Ji Mingming threw his police hat out of the police car, threw the car door heavily, and took out the phone with his right hand, "I always say authorization, be alert, authorization, be alert, beware, beware, and be cautious, and they all think about obeying the rules and shirking responsibilities. Have you ever had such a thing before? Have you ever had such rules? Keep a fart!"

The riots quickly subsided. No matter inside or outside the police car, everyone's face turned pale, but no one said a word to Wu Qingchen----Of course, at this moment, Wu Qingchen, who was huddling in the back seat of the police car, no longer needed other people's warnings.

During the whole process, after the two police officers pressed Wu Qingchen again, the elderly soldier also walked out of the police car, holding the phone and contacted someone. After several minutes, he returned to the passenger seat. After Ji Mingming, who had also dialed the phone, he nodded again to the young officer driver: "Okay, keep driving forward."

This time the distance of "drive forward" is relatively short. As soon as I walked around and entered the guide lane of the highway, the police car stopped again.

At the stop of the police car, there were about a dozen all-pure black business vehicles parked next to it, as well as dozens of soldiers standing or squatting around.

A business car slowly drove to the police car.

Immediately afterwards, another middle-aged soldier walked to the police car and saluted: "Director, Officer Zhang, this is a new order."

The older soldier, that is, the "director" mentioned by the middle-aged soldier, took the document and looked carefully, and handed it to Officer Zhang on Wu Qingchen's right hand, who also looked carefully.

After reading the documents, Director Zhang, who was gray-haired, raised his head and looked at the middle-aged soldier: "What is the arrangement along the way?"

"Let's change the car first, let's talk to you on the road..." The middle-aged soldier pointed to the earplugs of the same style as his left ear. While opening the door of the business car, three fully armed soldiers were exposed. "You know, time is very tight now...there is not much time left for us..."

Officer Zhang nodded and walked out of the police car with Wu Qingchen in hand.

When he got into the business car, Wu Qingchen's eyes darkened. The windows of the car were very small and the color was dark. Wu Qingchen could not see the driver's position, but felt that the three fully armed soldiers were younger. Their expressions seemed a little nervous. Wu Qingchen had just gotten in the car, and the three soldiers immediately loaded their guns. Ji Mingming, who was in the car, pulled up the door.

The three of them sat in the back seat and the business car started quickly, which was still similar to the original convoy. The business car where Wu Qingchen was located was located in a relatively frontal position in the new convoy.

This time the convoy was driving very fast, with rows of trees, houses and hills outside the window slashing past, leaving a piece of changing color on the retina.

After the convoy started, Ji Mingming held the headphones from time to time, and his lips and throat moved slightly from time to time, grasping the gap. Wu Qingchen, who finally returned to his senses, finally couldn't stand it: "Officer Ji, I want to know who I offended?"

"What are you saying?" Ji Mingming was a little surprised. He realized after a while: "I'm still thinking about it?"

"I just don't understand what's going on."

"No one understands this... wait first..." Ji Mingming clamped the cigarette he had sniffed to his nostrils to his ears--Along the way, he had repeated this movement a lot, but never ignited it--and then whispered a few words using the intercom in his throat.

The response was about a very slow speed this time. After at least three minutes, Ji Mingming's ears moved, and his frown finally stretched a little.

"Okay, Mr. Wu Qingchen..." Ji Mingming turned his gaze to Wu Qingchen: "It was not my turn to explain to you, and I actually don't know much. But considering your emotions, especially the emotions that were not very mature before... my task changed a little just now."

Ji Mingming's expression made Wu Qingchen feel that what he originally wanted to say was probably not "immature" but "naive", but Wu Qingchen was not embarrassed at this time, "Your mission?"

"Yes, I'm just chatting with you, and the task is to talk with you."

"Are you an interrogator?"

"Look, you're off-the-sighted again." Ji Mingming spread his hands, "Things are indeed very complicated, so we should not make it more complicated. Whatever I say next means, just understand the literal meaning."

"Okay, you said."

"First of all, you have not offended people...at least not the kind of offense you think; secondly, no one wants to harm you, at least no one here dares to harm you... don't you understand?" Seeing Wu Qingchen nodding in confusion, Ji Mingming understood very well: "It's okay if you don't understand, let's change the word."

"Look at this highway, what did you see?"

What can you see on highways? Four lanes? Isolation belt? Two-way separation? Asphalt concrete pavement? It seems to be very common.

The windows of the business car were small and a little dim. Wu Qingchen looked carefully for a while and didn't see anything special about the expressway.

"Be patient." Before Wu Qingchen could express his doubts, Ji Mingming pointed directly outside the window.

Wu Qingchen continued to turn his head, looking at the asphalt concrete pavement, the green belts that separate the lanes, the trees, farmlands, and most low houses. After a long time, he finally raised his head suddenly.

From the time Wu Qingchen started to watch Wu Qingchen finally realized that at least ten minutes, no matter in the same direction or in the opposite lane, Wu Qingchen never saw any other vehicles except the convoy he was in.

"Did you see it?" Ji Mingming grinned: "The whole expressway is only open for you."
Chapter completed!