"Who is here to help her quickly! Has the police not arrived yet?"

"Who is nearby now! Where are the people going!"

People around him looked at each other, and even attracted the attention of nearby policemen. The other party stepped forward and greeted him warmly, how are you doing?

The man squatting on the ground looked up and couldn't help crying louder after seeing the blue uniform and police badge.

In the live broadcast screen.

Two figures rose and fell with the river. In the hazy water light, Zhang Ling seemed to hear the voice of her teammates, coming from a very far place.

"Wang Ling!"

Cars stopped one after another on both sides of the river, the doors opened, and people in blue uniforms ran down from inside and rushed into the river.

A moment later, another motorcycle stopped on both sides of the river, including middle-aged people, women, twelve-year-old boys, and young people in their twenties.

They looked at the noisy crowd not far away and ran over hurriedly.

In the river, the moment the girl fell into the water was taken over by others.

Wang Ling's body suddenly floated out about eight or nine meters with the water flow. The teammates who swam over one step later hurriedly chased after him and put the candles on the candle. The weight was so high that the resistance was even greater under the influence of the water flow.

The teammates' heart skipped a beat, and they floated forward a few times before they stabilized.

Immediately afterwards, a few people came forward and dragged the person back together, but no one showed a smile and they tried hard to rescue him.

Keep pressing.

"Ahem!!"

The girl who was rescued spitted out a few sips of water and then fainted. The boy who was rescued first also sat down well and was surrounded by people next to her.

But gradually, the entire space cooled to the lowest point, and no one spoke, and all the police stood there, looking at Wang Ling lying there, motionless.

Wipe the river water on your face, tears mixed with the river water.

"Is this?"

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded.

Very small, but very familiar.

"Wang Ling!"

All the police looked over.

But I found that it was not the familiar figure, but a twelve-year-old boy holding a cell phone.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The boy who followed his father looked at the figure in the live broadcast screen, ignored everything at this moment and began to cry loudly.

"Am I dead?"

In the air, Wang Ling looked at her hands and feet, then looked back at her body lying on the ground, a little confused and a little clear-headed. Maybe this is fate!

When I rushed into the river, I didn’t expect that I would die like this in the end.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"The last time I cried like this was when my grandfather passed away. Why did this happen? I'm so heartbroken!"

"I'm about to cry!"

Seeing Wang Ling's soul leaving her body, the fans in the live broadcast room could not hold back.

There was a lot of crying, and in the end, they tried their best but still couldn't save her.

In the past, they would have seen such news online, who saved whom and who died, and after reading it, they would pass. At most, they would be sad for a while, and would not be as sad as they are now.

If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you won't know the scene at that time, the feelings and atmosphere at that time.

Now, you can watch a life disappear in front of you, but you can't do anything. However, what they feel most uncomfortable is that Wang Ling rushed out without hesitation, and they... can only watch him rush out.

This feeling of powerlessness seemed to be deeply pierced in their hearts.

I saw a group of police officers straightening their backs on the bank of the river.

"stand at attention--"

"salute--"

Take off the hat with the hat, place it on your left hand, and place it on your chest.

The other hand was raised and placed it high between her eyebrows. In the air, Zhang Ling also stood up straight and saluted her teammates face to face.

She shouted slogans as before, serious and serious.

“Serve the people——”

This shout came from the live broadcast room of the mobile phone, and the teammates' eyes turned red again. Why did they rush down without hesitation? The answer is very simple.

“Serve the people——”

They not only yell slogans, but also continue to practice them.

This is their oath and their mission, and the glory that makes them proud!

"This is the policeman of our people!"

"Thank you, thank you..."

Reward the anchor sports car *99!

I love to eat milk candy and reward the anchor Carnival *99!

In an instant, the live broadcast room floated over the screen to reward, and everyone was still immersed in that emotion and couldn't calm down. However, at this moment, Zhang Ling in the picture saw Jiang Chen.

"Are you Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Chen did not speak, but nodded, wanting to see what Zhang Ling was going to say?

In fact, many people died in these years, especially before, when medical skills were not so advanced and technology was not so advanced.

At that time, more people died than now, and there were many people rushing to die without hesitation. He knew why they rushed out, but just like Zhang Ling in front of him.

Jiang Chen knew very well why she rushed out, but she couldn't understand these people. Judging from Zhang Ling's patrol in the street just now, she was just an ordinary person.

Simple work and ordinary life, but Jiang Chen was a little confused about what Zhang Ling did just now.

In Jiang Chen's heart, he felt a little too happy to do this job, but now he regrets it a little.

If it weren't for this Ghost Festival, he wouldn't have experienced many things in the world.

"Hello, I am Zhang Ling, the Ministry of Public Security of Mihua Town!"

Zhang Ling looked at the ghost in front of her and stood up straight, thanking her sincerely: "Thank you for everything you have done, I can see it in my eyes and remember it in my heart, thank you!"

Zhang Ling wanted to say this sentence a long time ago, and now she finally has the opportunity to say it, whether it is Nan Nan, Guo Gang, or the ancestors or the Ghost Festival, or even herself.

She could feel the changes in the world. After all, in Jiang Chen's live broadcast room, those who died of poisoning can be buried in time, and the victims will also receive certain help quickly.

The first seven souls have given many people new hope and new sustenance.

The matter about our ancestors has given many people a new direction, making this era more colorful, and at the same time, it has added a strong mark to the inheritance of mankind.

The Ghost Festival opened up a new world for humans, and thus refreshed their views, and even made them pay attention to the lives of ghosts.
Chapter completed!