Nancheng eighteen years ago.
This is a city under construction. There are construction sites everywhere. Several huge chimneys in the northeast of the city spew thick smoke day and night. Because sometimes there is dusty weather, when the sky above is orange, the whole city is like a huge steel monster, waking up from dormancy and stretching to make a name for itself in the world.
In the city in September, the weather is still muggy and another thunderstorm is coming. The dark clouds blocked the sun, and the dust floating in the air made the whole world seem to have a brown filter. This time is rush hour. Located in a block not far from the north of Nancheng, the roadside is full of people in a hurry.
The rain suddenly fell, and it hurt a little when it hit the body. The panicked passers-by ran in the rain, looking for a place to shelter from the rain.
It was fate, and it was an eventful time.
Next to the traffic light post at the intersection, there stood a woman. The woman was well-dressed. She was wearing a windbreaker and a pair of flesh-colored stiletto high heels. She seemed to be waiting for the traffic light. Malu, she seemed to be waiting for someone, but after waiting for a long time, no one came. She quietly held up a red umbrella. The umbrella was bright red, as bright as blood. Such a hot color was particularly striking in this dim world.
Under the coffee-colored sky, the woman's eyes showed a crystal clear amber color. She was a little dazed, and the whole world seemed to freeze. From this angle, she could see a group of gray buildings. It was her prison, her place of chaos, and after enjoying this short-lived freedom, she would enter that place of decay again.
As long as she thinks of that place, all kinds of voices appear in her ears, screams, coughs, grunts, sighs, all kinds of sounds that make her disgust seem to be intertwined, and all of these... It's thanks to that person - the one who pushed her to hell...
She felt like a cracked egg, even if the egg liquid inside didn't come out for a while, it wouldn't last long.
She is nearing death.
The woman's chest heaved, as if she couldn't breathe. She raised a hand as if trying to grab something.
Then all the sound disappeared. Everything was replaced by the sound of rustling rain.
Those raindrops filtered the dust in the air, and a pale blue appeared in the distance of the sky.
The woman turned her head and looked at the tall Nancheng Tower standing in the middle of Nancheng. Suddenly, she had the urge to jump down from the tower.
In the end, she gave up the idea. She pursed her lips, as if she had made up her mind, gathered up her courage, and walked firmly towards the gray building.
In this battle, success or failure is tonight.
Her figure swayed, her steps were light, and she disappeared into the rain.
Eighteen years later.
Time is like flowing water, and it will pass before you know it. As time goes by, the memories of childhood become more and more blurred and hazy, like a layer of fog and a layer of yarn. Many things seem to be still yesterday, and suddenly everything has changed. Day by day, month by month, year by year, people have come and gone, and cities have come.
Today's Nancheng is already completely different from a dozen years ago. There are only some streets and alleys, leaving traces of dilapidation caused by the rapid development of the past, like a delicately dressed woman with some faint lines at the corners of her eyes.
Only the Nancheng Tower in the city, after many wind and rain, still stands there.
In midsummer, Nancheng, which is more than six o'clock in the evening, is not as prosperous as it is during the day, but it has its own mystery at night.
At this time, people are enjoying free time, away from the hustle and bustle of the day. The steaming heat gradually dissipates as the night comes, and is swept away by the night wind. This time of day is the most free and the most timid. The most relaxing, you can take your lover's hand into the theater, you can open your phone alone and pour a glass of red wine, or you can bring a few friends and relatives, ready to play a few games to try your luck.
There is a barren area in the northeast of Nancheng. This is almost the dividing line between the city and the suburbs. There is a riverbed that has long been dry. On one side, there is a piece of feasting, men and women, and on the other side, there is a desolate land full of garbage.
By the dry riverbed, the temperature was a few degrees lower than in the city. It is inaccessible during the day, and at night, it is extremely quiet, as if it is a corner forgotten by everyone.
The homeless Zhao Xiaoxin was accustomed to this kind of life for a long time, and the smell of garbage and the sound of buzzing flies made him very familiar. Since Nancheng started garbage sorting, someone has discovered this place and transported the garbage here, saving time and effort, and no one will find out and know about it.
Every night, Zhao Xiaoxin would walk to this area, pick up some rubbish, and go back to the nearby bridge to spend the night. Waiting for the sun to rise as usual the next day.
Today's wasteland by the river is a little different. Zhao Xiaoxin is sensitive to find that the smell here is much stronger, and the bugs are a lot more active than before. He looked around and found a large black travel bag near the riverbed.
The travel bag was pure black, and in the night, it was a kind of airtight black. The bag was a little big, and it was half a person's height when it was placed there. The strong smell came from the bag.
If he were an ordinary person, seeing such a scene at this time, he would definitely avoid it immediately, but Zhao Xiaoxin is not an ordinary person. He was stupid when he was young, and he was still a little stunned. In the words of his parents, his brain is not good, and he always talks He faltered and couldn't utter a complete meaning. Because of this, he couldn't communicate with ordinary people and work normally. After his parents died, he became a scavenger.
Zhao Xiaoxin is not ashamed, he loves his job and his life.
He just likes this riverside, the sky is big, the earth is big, there is no one, and everything is his own, as if he has become a master.
For things that ordinary people can guess, when they arrive at Zhao Xiaoxin, their reactions are a few beats slower. Somehow, he became greedy and felt that the bag was not bad, it looked waterproof, and if he picked it up, he could hold something. He has no good luck in his life, thinking that if he can be blessed by God, it must feel very good.
With curiosity and greed, Zhao Xiaoxin bravely walked to the bag and pulled it open, only to see a group of flies flying out of it with a buzzing sound. The flies seemed to mutate into bees and built a hive in the bag.
Zhao Xiaoxin was taken aback, he used the street light on the side of the road, and looked over... Then he saw that there was something lying in the bag - it was a dead man, and it was a complete, curled up dead man, as if Still a small man.
Zhao Xiaoxin snorted and stepped back, subconsciously wanting to escape, but when his body was lowered just now, the corner of his clothes caught the bag, and with such a movement, the bag was brought down, and the bag was turned over with the body. On one side, the head and face of the corpse were completely exposed to the street lights.
It was a half-rotted male corpse. The limbs of the corpse were tied, and the whole body was strangely curled up. His eyes were open, and he stared at Zhao Xiaoxin with a dead expression on his face. Such a change completely frightened Zhao Xiaoxin. He did not expect that a discarded corpse suddenly appeared by the river.
Then Zhao Xiaoxin noticed something strange... He was a little stunned. The more afraid he was, the more he wanted to see clearly. With the dim street light, he finally saw clearly. In the corpse's wide eyes, there were thin red lines like blood. , is creeping slowly...
That thing, like a worm.
All this was like a nightmare, Zhao Xiaoxin turned around and ran out along the river like a lifeless, eager to leave the right and wrong place...
In the Nancheng Bureau's office, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and the office had become empty, with only a few police officers on duty and criminal police officers working overtime.
Song Wen didn't expect Lu Siyu to come to the city bureau at this point. He stretched out his hand and took the reinstatement report handed over by Lu Siyu. The attending doctor Dr. Li actually signed it. I don't know what method he used. Let Dr. Li agree to his reinstatement in advance.
"Aren't you too impatient?" Song Wen looked at Lu Siyu who was sitting opposite, "As for your situation, I recently went to talk to Dr. Li."
Lu Siyu stood opposite Song Wen, resting his hands on the table, waiting for Song Wen to continue.
Song Wen did not rush to sign, but put down the piece of paper and said, "Dr. Li told me when I went last time that although you are discharged from the hospital now, there is still one week of drug treatment, and after this one week, you will still need Vacation and recuperation. I remember he left you with a month's slip."
Lu Siyu lowered his head and said, "But Dr. Li has already allowed me to be discharged from the hospital, and then signed it again... I think I have recuperated very well. There are not enough people in the team. If I come back earlier, I can also share some of the work."
In fact, when Lu Siyu was in the hospital these days, Song Wen didn't feel wronged at all. When he had time, he went to take care of him in person, and often brought various meals to condolences to the sick.
After Lu Siyu was able to eat, he started to eat less and more meals. He had breakfast at 6 o'clock every morning, then some fruit in the morning, then lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, and supper. After all, he would eat six meals a day. After staying in the hospital, I gained two pounds. He used to be thin, but now he's a little bit fatter. Looking at it this way, his face looks whiter, tenderer and more handsome.
Song Wen still didn't pick up the pen, and crossed his hands and fingers: "First of all, discharge and reinstatement are two concepts. The fake note that Dr. Li gave you before must have considered your physical condition. Captain, I think you should rest for a while, or at least come back after your vacation."
Lu Siyu licked his lips: "That fake note... It's been a long time, and no one has discussed it with me. I just found out."
That slip was issued by Lu Siyu when he was transferred back from the hospital. The team needed a slip in the process of applying for leave. Song Wen went directly to Dr. Li, the chief physician of the city's affiliated hospital, and asked him to issue a slip based on his condition.
At that time, Dr. Li took the examination results and said, "There are many ulcers in the stomach, and I almost perforated the stomach. Your team member will die?"
Song Wendao: "Yes, you are right, I will definitely take more care of him and keep him under strict supervision."
So the two didn't discuss with Lu Siyu, and Dr. Li opened it directly for a month and a half with a swipe of his pen. Song Wen directly handed the fake slip to the personnel of the Municipal Bureau. Lu Siyu only heard about Dr. Li recently, but he didn't expect this to become the "theoretical basis" for Song Wen to reject him.
Now Lu Siyu has only been in the hospital for half a month, and he is anxious to come back. Doctors can agree to this kind of behavior, but Song Wen can't.
Lu Siyu lowered his head and took the reinstatement form back into his hands. There were three levels on the form, signed by the attending doctor, signed by the immediate leader, and evaluated by a psychiatrist. Song Wen refused to sign, and the process could not go on.
He seemed to have long expected that Song Wen would jam him, and sighed.
Lu Siyu has always been cold and indifferent, and his emotions are rarely exposed, but at this time, he showed a bit of aggrieved expression, like a rabbit with red eyes.
After a moment of silence, he asked in a low voice, "Song team, did I do something wrong? Or did I cause trouble before? You don't want me to come back..."
"It's nothing, you're doing very well..." Song Wen couldn't see his expression, and immediately softened, "The police force's work is stressful and fast-paced, as you know, it's definitely not better than eating and sleeping well at home, the body is a revolution You don’t have to worry about reinstatement. Also, even if you pass my level, you still have to talk to Dr. Zhou again, so I think we should take a long-term view on this matter.”
Seeing that Lu Siyu was standing still, Song Wen coaxed the child and said, "Be obedient, you go back today, and when you come next Monday, I will sign it for you."
Next Monday, there are still five days, anyway, it is a little earlier than the fake article.
Fu Linjiang on the side couldn't help but help: "Don't worry, Xiao Lu, who doesn't know that you are Team Song's treasure, and they won't let you go, this time when you have an accident, Team Song blames yourself even more than you, while taking care of this On the side, I run to the hospital every day to see you. If you come back without recuperating, he will not be able to pass his own test. "
"Then... I'll come back next Monday." Lu Siyu didn't say anything, got up and left.
Seeing that Lu Siyu was gone, Fu Linjiang came around and winked at Song Wen: "Who is it? Before, I hoped that people would return to the team. Now that I can see, I pretend to be in no hurry here."
Song Wen managed to coax Lu Siyu away, and at this time he was enlightened: "His body has not recovered well at all, and it's not that I won't let him come back, you know? On the third day after he was out of danger, Transfer him to the hospital on the Nancheng side. I just finished a case on my side and was in a hurry to see him. As soon as I entered the ward, I saw him writing Hui, Report, summary, conclusion. I was so angry at the time, considering that he was a patient and didn't have the same knowledge as him, so I only confiscated the pen and paper. Do you think I dare to let him return to work early?"
The final report was also written by Song Wen himself, and most of the credit was given to Lu Siyu. Reviewing your achievements is good for promotion and salary increase. It's a pity that Lu Siyu doesn't seem to appreciate it. He doesn't care much about this, and only wants to return to the team and resume his job.
Fu Linjiang burst out laughing from the side, watching the fun without taking it too seriously: "Oh, didn't you put him in charge of the copywriting work? Why is it distressed now." He said in a low voice, his eyes bright, "Or do you think this case is serious and don't want him to get involved?"
Song Wen tapped his fingers on the keyboard for a while. In tonight's case, the three teams went to the scene to investigate, but in the end, Bureau Gu suddenly notified him to take over. This kind of work arrangement is quite rare in normal times. Song Wen analyzed that there are several possibilities. Either Gu Ju thinks that the third team may not be able to complete the case and assigns it to the first team with a higher case-solving rate on weekdays, or Cheng Mo, the third team leader, takes the initiative to express his hope after getting the case. Don't take over. Whatever the reason, the current case will be difficult to handle. As an old policeman, Fu Linjiang undoubtedly thought of this.
Song Wen didn't want Lu Siyu to come back too early. In addition to feeling sorry for him, he felt that he should not return to work early because of his physical condition. He was afraid that he would suffer from stomach problems again after working hard. By next Monday, how can there be a buffer period.
Also, his relationship with Lu Siyu...
Song Wen admitted that he was attracted to him. Before the relationship started, people always thought too much. Office romance was a taboo, especially with their occupation and identity, and he didn't know what Lu Siyu thought of him. There are too many uncertainties in the future, but the case has been overwhelmed, leaving people too busy to take care of them.
The more he cherishes it, the more cautious he is. He is serious and needs to be careful every step of the way.
Just thinking about it, the phone on the side suddenly rang, Song Wen looked at it and said, "Lao Lin said, the corpse has been brought back, let's go and see the new corpse."