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Chapter 63
Returning to Cangdi, things are different and people are different.
The war in Candi City ended completely in early May this year. Now, two months have passed, and the city has yet to recover from the ruins. Scaffolding is erected everywhere on the roadside and construction materials are piled up. Forklifts and cranes rumbled. The whole city is like a huge construction site.
Only the white Candi Temple stands silently on the eastern horizon without any damage; even the outline of the marble dome looks so soft, reflected in the blue sky, and is magnificent.
"Can I go take a look?" She asked suddenly, lying by the car window.
Major Harvey followed her gaze and understood: "Of course, no problem."
After the terrorists withdrew, the Csangdi Temple was cleaned inside and out and has now been restored to its original state. Many locals came to pay homage and pray, and foreign faces were mixed in the crowd, whether they were reporters or tourists.
Song Ran walked along the long approach road. Cangdi Temple was majestic and white. The natural marble shines with fine fluorescence in the sun, like an exquisite treasure box placed under the blue sky.
She took off her shoes and walked into the temple on the cool marble floor. The air became cooler and the light became a little dim.
??Colorful beams of light are projected down from the patio, like a waterfall.
She looked up and saw King Candi and his queen painted on the dome that was fifty or sixty meters high, surrounded by various gods. The sunlight shines on the huge round stained glass, making it colorful and dazzling.
Many civilians knelt under the dome and chanted sutras.
Song Ran walked up the stone steps to the fourth floor and found the observation deck behind the temple.
It was a small compartment. The blood stains on the surface of the marble wall had been cleaned, but there were absorption patterns on the surface of the natural stone. Dark bloodstains appeared in large chunks, silently and irrevocably seeping into the lines of the floor, walls, and even the ceiling, like splashes of ink.
The wind rushed in from the window, making her heart feel cold.
She went to the window and looked down. It was very high. She was a little dizzy and tried to remember something. But after being hit that night, she had no consciousness at all and could not remember anything.
Behind him, Major Harvey asked: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"It's okay." Song Ran turned around, "Let's go."
Song Ran quickly settled in Cangdi, but the search was not smooth.
She traveled through the refugee camps in Cangdi City, looking for them one by one; she saw the faces of countless refugees and disabled soldiers, but there was still no sign of Li Zan, not even anyone who had seen him.
She found it a little ridiculous that he had paid so much for this city, yet no one knew or remembered his appearance.
With Cangdi as the center, she radiated to the surrounding cities and continued her search.
Time flies, from the beginning of July to the end of July. There is still no news about Li Zan.
On July 30, a government army encirclement and suppression operation against terrorist strongholds broke out along the national border 80 kilometers north of Candi. Song Ran rushed there after hearing the news.
The stronghold was destroyed and government troops rescued some prisoners.
Those prisoners of war have been tortured to the point of being transformed into human beings and unconscious. Song Ran looked at their faces, looking for them one by one, and asked one by one: "Have you seen an Asian man?"
No one can answer her.
When the last prisoner of war was brought out, Song Ran's heart plummeted.
The government soldiers who came out told Harvey that there were many corpses of prisoners of war inside, some of which had just been killed by the terrorists when they escaped.
Song Ran followed Harvey in and walked through cells, dark rooms, and water cells. She endured the horrifying chill as she searched the ground covered in bloodstains and torture instruments, turning over the bodies of the dead.
No, still no.
Luo Zhan said he disappeared.
He really seemed to have disappeared without leaving even a trace.
On the way back to Cangdi, Song Ran was so tired that she closed her eyes for a while, but during this moment, she dreamed of a dark cell, mottled bloodstains, and his low cry coming from the darkness.
She opened her eyes immediately, sweating all over her head.
We walked back in silence.
As the car drove into Cangdi City, she suddenly said: "Colonel, thank you for your help this month, but you don't have to accompany me anymore."
Harvey was stunned: "Aren't you looking for it?"
"I will continue to search, but maybe, this cannot be achieved in a day or two. You can go do your work, there is no need to waste time with me."
Harvey hesitated for a moment and finally said: "I'll leave on Monday."??2! "
At that moment, the lonely ghost probably expected that his doom was coming. He put his elbows on the ground and tried his best to drag his thin and weak body. He kicked his legs, feet and knees as hard as he could, moving forward inch by inch. But he couldn't climb far, and he still refused to let go. He was sad and sad. He looked up at the sky and suddenly let out a desperate neigh in his throat: "Ah!!"
"1¡ª¡ª"
For a moment, Song Ran's heart seemed to be torn apart by that scream. She looked shocked, suddenly lifted Harvey's hand, and rushed towards him like crazy.
The aiming soldier had no time to react and had already pulled the trigger. Morgan, who was catching up, grabbed his hand and raised the gun.
"Bang", the bullet hit the sky.
Song Ran rushed to his side, and saw him holding the Asian girl with his head down, covering her neck. His shoulders were shaking, his body was heaving violently, and tears were falling one by one, as if the girl in his arms was hurt by the gunshot just now. died in.
The girl covered her mouth with him, terrified.
Song Ran stared at his right hand blankly. The wrist and palm were horribly thin, and the fingers were cut off in two. She couldn't tell the difference anymore.
Song Ran¡¯s eyes slowly moved up, staring at him, his face covered by dirty hair. He cried silently.
She reached out to push his hair away. The moment the finger touched his forehead, his whole body trembled suddenly, as if he wanted to hide, but he stopped instantly and did not move away.
He suddenly stopped, motionless, and slowly relaxed his arms.
The Asian girl cried and finally broke free from her restraints, rolling and crawling away.
He and she were the only ones left in the empty street.
Song Ran trembled all over, even her breathing was trembling. She suppressed and restrained her, and finally slowly pushed the dirty hair away from his face.
In an instant, unprecedented pain hit my head, as if it was carrying an unbearable weight. Her heart was torn into millions of pieces in an instant, and the pain was so painful that she almost died.
"ah!!!"
She let out a shrill cry like an animal, rushed forward, hugged him tightly into her arms, and howled loudly,
"A-Zan, I am Ran Ran. I am Ran Ran!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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