After the announcement was made, the hull swayed more obviously.
Looking out from the circular window, you can see that the waves are constantly rolling and rolling outside. In the vast sea, this boat is like a small leaf, swaying and swaying by the sea.
The cabin was quiet for a while, and the faces of the passengers who were still chatting just now changed their faces, trying to grab something around them, trying to maintain their balance.
Lu Siyu coughed lightly, and grabbed the edge of the armrest of the sofa with his hands, his knuckles turning white.
Song Wen didn't feel anything. He got up and walked to the window and looked into the distance. In the boundless sea, a small island had appeared in the distance. From the beginning, it was only a small point and gradually became larger.
It was a small mountain island covered with green vegetation and the beach was covered with fine white sand. In the distance, you can see some seabirds hovering near the island.
That was their destination, South Shark Island.
No high-rise buildings, no viaducts, and even very few people. It retains some rare natural scenery, which is different from urban and rural areas, like a pure land far away from the city, paradise, Eden on earth.
Song Wen watched for a while, then sat back next to Lu Siyu and asked him in a low voice, "Are you okay?"
The boat swayed from side to side, like a pirate ship in an amusement park. Lu Siyu closed his eyes and shook his head. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Wen, I feel like I'm about to spit it out.
Song Wen sat on the side, and Lu Siyu grabbed Song Wen's arm. At this time, he didn't care about pretending to be unfamiliar, and held him firmly as an armrest. Song Wen patted him for comfort.
Lu Siyu is still within the acceptable range, and his body is fully supported by his will, but if it takes a little longer, it will be difficult to say.
Fortunately, not long after, there was a light noise outside, and then the boat stopped.
The island, which was still some distance away just now, is now close at hand.
A boatman greeted: "It's here, hurry up and get off the boat!" They have to rush back to the port of Xinchuan before the typhoon.
One by one, the tourists stood up staggeringly as if they were drunk, and went to pick up their luggage.
Song Wen backed his bag, looked at the mountaineering bag with a tripod next to it, knew it was from Lu Siyu, and picked it up directly.
This group of people was a little embarrassed and was rushed off the ship by the crew members. It can be said that they were thrown out of the ship. However, when they arrived at the port, the ship seemed to be in no hurry, so it stopped and did not return. .
Amy raised her middle finger angrily at the cruise ship, "It was like a reminder just now, but now I'm not in a hurry."
Once the feet found the ground and rested for a while, those who were seasick slowly recovered.
This is a small port. Now there is a typhoon approaching and no tourists are coming, so the staff are lazy, and there is no one by the boat path.
Everyone got off the boat and arranged their equipment by the plank road. The sea breeze was blowing. Although the wind was strong, it was not as exaggerated as when they were on the boat.
On the pier, you can hear the sound of seabirds chirping one after another.
The first thing I feel when I stand on the island is that the air at sea is very fresh. This small island retains a lot of original features. Many vegetations grow naturally. Coupled with the perennial sea breeze, the living environment is very close to nature.
Jiang Jiang turned on his mobile phone and checked the latest news of the typhoon. On the map, a huge white disc was approaching, and there was still a short distance from the island where they were.
She reminded everyone: "There are still about five hours before the typhoon comes."
These five hours are approximate. Generally speaking, after another three hours or so, near the edge of the typhoon, it will start to rain.
Teacher Su said: "Let's go to the Happiness Hotel as soon as possible before the typhoon comes. Don't be stopped by the rain after a while." The location of the Happiness Hotel is on a small cliff on the island, and you need to walk. some way.
After listening to Teacher Su's words, only the couple responded positively and carried their bags.
Lu Siyu took out the cup and took a few sips of the warm water with him, finally slowed down, and exchanged glances with Song Wen.
When he got here, he couldn't wait any longer, and was eager to see Wu Hongyou and ask the truth about what happened back then.
Song Wen said to them: "Well, I want to go to the island first, and I will go to the hotel before the typhoon."
Lu Siyu said: "I'm going to take advantage of the typhoon to see if I can take a set of photos."
Jiang Jiang also held Qiu Lan and said, "Teacher, we want to go to the beach for a while, and we will pay attention to safety." The typhoon is approaching, one of them is curious, and they look fresh everywhere, and the other is a little worried about those seabirds .
Teacher Su was a little worried for them, but these people are adults, and it is useless to say more, he can only tell the two students: "Well, you must be careful, come back quickly when there is wind and rain. Two people must not Get away."
The seven people were divided into three groups. Lu Siyu and Song Wen were going to the center of the island, Jiang Jiang and Qiu Lan were going to the beach, and Teacher Su and the couple were going to the hotel, so everyone parted ways at the port.
Lu Siyu took the luggage from Song Wen's hand and walked all the way in front. When he was out of everyone's sight, Song Wen ran a few steps, caught up with him, and then snatched the bag on his back.
Lu Siyu didn't say anything, so it was left to him. He walked all the way in front. Although he was walking, his speed was very fast. Song Wen had to walk fast in the back to catch up with him.
Nansha Island is not big. It takes ten minutes to walk from the port to the residential area. There are only a few main streets here and a hundred people.
Before the typhoon arrives, the sky has a grayish-yellow color, and the water vapor is contained in the air. The humidity here is obviously much higher than that in the interior. The sea breeze was a bit bitter, and Lu Siyu had never been here before. He felt that the wind hurt his skin, so he tried his best to bury his face in his collar along the way.
On the street, there are some stalls, shops, and farmhouses. Some sell tourist souvenirs, and some sell seafood. Several shops selling tourist goods have already closed, and others are preparing to close their stalls.
Homes on the island were tape-taping their windows and reinforcing their roofs, and they watched the two young men pass through the street with strange eyes. The previous tourists had all set off at noon, and they obviously did not expect that there would be tourists on the island in the typhoon sky.
Lu Siyu went all the way to several houses and got a little lost. What they were looking for was No. 27, Qingzhou Road, but when they got there, there was no sign.
Song Wen opened the map and looked at it, but there was no information, so he could only ask a villager to ask.
As soon as the name Zhang Hongqiao was mentioned, the other party frowned and said, "Zhang Hongqiao? This person is already dead..."
died
When Lu Siyu heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, his fingertips were cold, as if all the blood in his body had been emptied, his mind was confused for a while, and he subconsciously asked, "How did she die?"
The villagers thought back and said, "He died of illness. It seems that he was buried outside the village last year." Then he looked at them with some vigilance, "Did you have anything to do with her?"
Seeing Lu Siyu's depression, Song Wen knew that he was afraid of cutting off clues, so he stepped forward and continued: "We are two brothers, and we came here to find people. The old people in the family kept talking about my family on the island. Such a distant relative has lost contact for so many years, but the old man must ask us to come and see. Is there anyone else in her family? "
The villagers no longer doubted and replied: "There is a cousin still alive. Her cousin's surname is Li, and her name is Li Mingmei. Their house is at the end of the road, and that's the laundry shop."
Song Wen thanked him, and when the villager left, he pulled Lu Siyu and said, "Let's go, since we're all here, let's go take a look."
Lu Siyu hummed, he also knew that he was too impatient. From Xu Changying's death to now, he has been chasing this clue. When he heard the news of Zhang Hongqiao's death, he couldn't accept it. Now he calms down. , to understand what Song Wen said is right.
They have already arrived here, no matter how many clues can be found, do your best to secure Tianming.
The two walked along that road for another two minutes, and finally saw the face of a laundromat.
Song Wen pulled him and pointed to a person on the roadside and said, "It might be that person."
Lu Siyu followed his gaze, and saw a thin woman standing in front of several hanging poles, putting away the sheets that were drying in front of the door. Now that he was here, Lu Siyu couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Song Wen approached and called out tentatively, "Hello, is this Li Mingmei?"
The woman heard the voice, turned her head, and looked at them with a puzzled expression.
Lu Siyu also looked at the woman in front of him. The person in front of him had dry and dark skin, yellow eyes, ravines all over his face, and silver hair all over his head. He looked to be in his sixties.
Lu Siyu asked again: "Excuse me, did Zhang Hongqiao live here in the past?"
"Yeah, but she died of illness at the beginning of last year... She doesn't have any relatives or friends, you are..." Li Mingmei said and looked at the two in front of her. She spoke with an accent, her hands were rough, and she had a lot of quilts. The traces of detergent corrosion, she is not short, but a little hunched, standing there looking dry and thin.
Before seeing this woman, I just heard from the villagers that Lu Siyu still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, but now, that last hope is broken in his chest.
Lu Siyu's eyes suddenly turned red, and he felt a little short of breath for a while. Wu Hongyou was the closest person he could find to the truth nineteen years ago. For this truth, he sacrificed so many people and spent so long. time. For this day, he has gone through ups and downs and hardships. But why do you still have to brush shoulders with this truth
The three of them stood in the yard, and the sheets of various colors were still hanging on the ropes beside them, blown by the wind and floating in the air.
Song Wen knew that if the clues were broken, it would be a big blow to Lu Siyu. At this time, he did not hide his identity anymore, and took out his documents: "We are the criminal police of Nancheng Bureau. I want to ask, you and Zhang Hongqiao The relationship is…”
The woman stroked her hair that was ruffled by the wind: "I'm her distant cousin."
Song Wen asked again: "Did Zhang Hongqiao always live on the island? Has she ever used another name?"
The woman hesitated for a while, then read Lu Siyu and Song Wen again, and then said, "She came to join me more than ten years ago, the daughter of my mother's cousin. She used to be from Nancheng, her surname was Wu, and her name was Wu Hongyou. ."
Song Wen continued to ask, "Then has she told you about her experiences?"
Li Mingmei lowered her head, gathered the sheets in her hand, and hesitated for a moment: "She... didn't tell me too much, I just know what happened to her, and she was afraid of hiding on the island. In the end, I didn’t dare to go out to see a doctor when I was sick.”
It sounds like the experience is also right, the woman named Zhang Hongqiao should be the Wu Hongyou they are looking for, but unfortunately, they came a step late. This is an island, the management is not strict, and the woman has been hiding here for several years.
"Come in with me." Li Mingmei took the remaining sheets and carried them into the room. Lu Siyu and Song Wen followed the woman in.
This is an old residential house. It was turned into a rudimentary laundry room. There are several outdated machines in the outbuilding, including a washing machine and a clothes dryer. The washing machine was still on, humming against the wall.
There are not many things in the back room, it is very simple.
Song Wen habitually looked at the room. It was obviously the room of an old woman who lived alone. There was only one copy of towels, cups, slippers and many other things, and there was no trace of anyone else.
Li Mingmei poured herself a cup of hot water, and then rubbed her calloused hands.
There were only two chairs in the room, Lu Siyu and Song Wen sat, and Li Mingmei sat on a double bed made of wooden boards.
Song Wen first asked for Li Mingmei's ID card to check. The ID card was issued a few years ago, because it was old and it was valid for a long time.
Then Li Mingmei took out a box from under the bed and said to the two police officers: "All the things my cousin left behind during her lifetime are here. She wrote some things in the book, and I am not literate, so I kept them. Let's see if there is anything you want in it."
Lu Siyu's eyes were red, and he took the small box handed over by the woman.
Inside were two hair ties, a worn-out doll, some old jewelry that was not very valuable, and a book.
The book should have been in place for a long time, the paper on the cover is wrinkled, the paper inside has also turned yellow, and it smells of mildew.
Lu Siyu opened the book with trembling hands, and there were many words written on the paper, which were densely packed.
Lu Siyu pursed his lips and looked carefully, God didn't shatter his last hope. What was recorded in the book was the truth he had been looking for.
It seems that before her death, Zhang Hongqiao completely recorded everything she experienced.
Song Wen also lowered his head and leaned over, and the two of them watched together.
Reading the text above, Lu Siyu seemed to be standing at the crossroads full of fog, looking at Wu Hongyou nineteen years ago.
After so many years, the woman has been blurred in his memory, and he only remembers a woman with a beautiful face and a plump figure. This woman is one of his enemies. After seeing her writing down the events of the year, Lu Siyu naturally recalled the tragedy. He felt that something was caught in his chest, and even his stomach hurt...
"The events of that year, as secrets, have been kept in my heart for so many years, and I have never told anyone about them. I even thought that I might go to the grave with those secrets."
"As time goes by, I have been hiding on the island for more than ten years. Every day, I live a life of fear and fear, my health is getting worse and worse, my hair is falling out one by one, and I don't dare to go to the doctor. , the countdown to my life begins."
"Recently, I have been having nightmares. In my dreams, I would dream of Long Jinrong, I dreamed of bait, I dreamed of An Kui, I dreamed of the couple... Those were the people who died in the villa, who died more than ten years ago. Man, I have a hunch that I'm going to see them. Before I die, I've decided to record this."
"Those things in those days... are too bizarre. The beginning of the matter must start with my acquaintance with Long Jinrong... "
"That year, I made a living by dancing and selling alcohol in a ballroom in Nancheng. I'm old, and I can't compare to those young girls, but my temperament is pungent, and there are still some men who like me and are willing to take care of me. business.”
"At that time, I often wondered, when will such a life end? I also hope that I can get out of the sea of misery, but I don't have any skills. I was naive and even fantasized about finding true love."
"One day, there was a rich old man in the ballroom who kept pestering me. That old man was famous for being ruthless and would beat people if he didn't like it. The little girls in the ballroom were afraid of him."
"I didn't want to pay attention to him, but I didn't dare to offend him. The old man had to push me to drink. At this time, a man rushed out, gave the old man a bottle of wine, and saved me. That man, It was the security guard at the ballroom at the time, and his name was Long Jinrong. At that time, I felt like I was in love with him…”
"Later, that person was the most wanted criminal in the history of Nancheng, that is, the main culprit of the 519 case, Long Jinrong..."
"Perhaps in the eyes of others, this person is considered a heinous person, but back then, when he was with me, although he was not a good person, he was still a man of loyalty. Every day he thought about how to treat his old man Dad treats illness. Although he is vicious, he never hits old people or women. He spent all the money to treat his dad. For a period of time, he even used the money I gave him to make a living. in my rented room."
"We drank heavily every day, lingered, and dreamed of getting rich in one day."
"If I didn't meet that man, he might just be a gangster and wander the streets. And I might have a mediocre life. After enough fun, I'll find an honest man to marry."
"But everything changed because of that person's appearance."
The little butterfly vibrated its wings, and until today, a storm has formed...