In the Dark

Chapter 45: National Treasure (4)

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When Xie Lanshan arrived at Song Qilian's office, someone had already arrived before him. Song Qilian's ex-husband Liu Mingfang, the two of them didn't know what to talk about, and Liu Mingfang was twisting Song Qilian's wrist with one hand and raising the other hand high, trying to slap her.

Xie Lanshan stretched out his gun without hesitation, and said softly, "Let go of her."

Liu Mingfang was startled by a sudden voice, turned his head, and saw Xie Lanshan and the gun in his hands. He still held Song Qilian roughly and said viciously, "I discipline my wife, it's none of your business."

Too lazy to correct that the other party was already divorced, Xie Lanshan pointed a gun at Liu Mingfang and smiled: "Look at the news, I killed a bastard who likes to 'discipline his wife', and I don't mind killing another one."

"Do you dare? Have you forgotten the slap you made last time?" Liu Mingfang decided that Xie Lanshan was just bluffing himself, not showing weakness, but instead became more vicious, "Just because you draw a gun at me now, I can do it. I'll sue you until you lose your job!"

"I didn't forget, but who cares, I've been looking at you all the time." Xie Lanshan shrugged his shoulders and said with a relaxed expression, "Besides that last time it was the butcher's wife who defected on the spot, this time, guess what, Qilian will On whose side?"

Liu Mingfang didn't need to confirm with Song Qilian, he knew too well which side she would choose to stand on. They have lived together for six years, this woman is always sullen, and likes to sit and play with a wooden statue, and she can't hear or answer when she talks to her. Liu Mingfang knew who sent the portrait, so he felt very embarrassed, and then became angry.

A relationship, one that was maintained in an unruly manner, and one that had no intention of maintaining it at all, was finally accumulated and completely corroded.

Because of the friendship between his parents, Liu Mingfang also knew Xie Lanshan since he was a child, and he often troubled him with Tao Longyue. Xie Lanshan never cares about it, it can't be said that it is cowardly or indifferent, anyway, he is a person who will not put these trivialities in his heart. But in front of this Xie Lanshan, half of his face happened to fall in the dark place of the light, so he couldn't fathom his expression at all. He only felt that his eyes were cold, crazy, and very different from the past.

Xie Lanshan's mouth twitched slightly, his eyes darkened, and his fingers squeezed the trigger slightly: "Apologize to Miss Song, then get out."

Liu Mingfang stubbornly refused to apologize, but finally let go and walked out the door angrily. Passing in front of Xie Lanshan, Xie Lanshan stretched out his foot and tripped him seemingly unconsciously. Liu Mingfang was oversighted for a while and fell down hard. Seeing his well-dressed ex-husband fall to the ground in an indecent posture like a dog chewing mud, Song Qilian couldn't help it, and laughed.

"Wait!" Liu Mingfang got up in embarrassment, slammed the door and walked away after slamming a harsh word.

Liu Ming was so angry that he didn't realize that something fell out of his bag, a very inconspicuous little thing, and fell on the corner of the table.

Xie Lanshan bent over to pick up the thing, and at a glance, it was a time relay, half the size of a palm, which was very easy to carry.

This thing has been modified to create a timed short circuit. Xie Lanshan was playing with the relay and fell into thinking. Due to the professional sensitivity of a policeman, he thought that Liu Mingfang would use this thing to do something nefarious.

Song Qilian saw Xie Lanshan in a trance, his eyes involuntarily fell on his gun, and reminded him: "Aren't you going to put the gun away?"

"Even if you're a police officer, you can't go out with a gun on the street." Xie Lanshan smiled and handed the gun to Song Qilian. Song Qilian didn't dare to pick it up, so he encouraged her with his eyes, "It's okay, you can touch it."

Song Qi connected to it, only to find out that the gun was made of artificial plastic. The appearance was real, but it was actually very light. It didn't even have the kind of lethal BB shells inside. It was purely for children to play with.

"For your son." After cheating Liu Ming for a game, Xie Lanshan was in a happy mood, and he took the initiative to lie down on the chair, and said, "If he bullies you again, I will kill him."

He closed his eyes and pretended to go to sleep, with his mouth bent and his legs cocked up, with a cosy appearance. Behind him was the gradually falling city night, with thousands of doors and bright lights. Song Qilian thought of the former Xie Lanshan, the one who only had great love in the world in his eyes - it sounded like a curse, but it was true. "You're not the same as before," she said sincerely.

These words came out of Song Qilian's mouth. For Xie Lanshan, it was somewhat of a touch.

Xie Lanshan also has some speculations about the woman in white who often appears in his dreams. He once typed "psychogenic amnesia" word by word in the search bar of his notebook, and contacted Daoguangxueying, who had been undercover for six years. , I weighed it blindly, and I became more and more unsure.

The last time Xiaoliang asked him to find Shen Liufei, he was always thinking about the other person, but the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became, and the more suspicious he became, the more flustered he became. Pick up.

Xie Lanshan refused to contact a psychiatrist from the bottom of his heart, but Song Qilian was an exception.

There is a distant light outside the window, bright and dim, jumping like a flame. Song Qilian listened carefully. She took care of Sui Hong completely, not treating herself as a professional psychiatrist, but just a friend Xie Lanshan had known for many years. Xie Lanshan's narration is very calm, without any boastful feelings, how difficult it is to play the role of a drug dealer, how tragic the undercover experience is, and how dangerous it is to be born and die again and again, all of which Song Qilian figured out by himself.

"I have experienced gun battles and killed people. I have always believed that everything I do is to stop crimes. Even if I have to, I have not killed a good person by mistake, but..." After some earnest talk, he finally told Song Qilian confessed and expressed his hidden worries, "I am worried now that this is not the case. It is very likely that I killed a person when I was undercover. I mean, a good person, an innocent person."

Song Qilian was slightly surprised: "Why do you think so?"

"After killing the man who committed the murder in the street, I always saw a woman in my dreams, I saw that I killed her and drowned her in the bathtub... At first her face was blurred, and I didn't see it until the last car accident. After clearing her face, I'm sure she really exists." Xie Lanshan looked at Song Qilian, hesitant to say anything, and then continued, "Is it possible... Is it possible that I killed her and then forgot her, this is a Psychopathic amnesia?"

Song Qilian asked, "So, do you think it's because you couldn't accept the strong stimulus of killing an innocent woman, and selectively avoided this memory?"

Xie Lanshan smiled bitterly: "Isn't that possible?"

"It's possible, but you definitely won't." Song Qilian said decisively, "Of all the people I've ever met, you have the most gentle and kind heart and the strongest shoulders, even if you suffer from pain, even in the face of inhuman treatment. , you will not allow yourself to shrink back and escape. So you can rest assured to seek this answer, to find out who the woman in your dream is, she must be different from what you imagined."

Xie Lanshan had already stood up at this time, stood silently, looked at Song Qilian for a long time, and said slowly, "I may not find this answer alone."

Song Qilian said affectionately: "Then find someone to accompany you. This person, you trust her and she trusts you. You have known each other for many years, and you have an extraordinary tacit understanding and feeling for each other..."

Xie Lanshan's eyes were gentle, and he walked towards Song Qilian. With a tearful smile on her face, Song Qilian was ready to express her sincerity to the direction - of course she thought that "this person" was herself.

Unexpectedly, Xie Lanshan suddenly stepped forward, pecked her cheek cheerfully and vigorously, and said "thank you".

Before Song Qilian could react, Xie Lanshan turned his head and left, unable to shout.

After the people left, Song Qilian smiled affectionately for his own creation, returned to the desk, sat down, and took out a wooden figure from the drawer. That day, when she was in the wedding lounge to touch up her makeup, the bridesmaid quietly stuffed it into her hand, and said that a handsome and unscrupulous young man came and insisted on giving it to her.

The wooden statue was stained with blood, like a layer of rust, which had been rubbed off for too long. In fact, the facial features of this wooden statue are not very similar to hers, but it can make people recognize her at a glance.

While rubbing the wooden statue in his hand, Song Qilian recalled Xie Lanshan more than ten years ago. At that time, Liu Mingfang and Tao Longyue were both bad boys in the school who liked to bully others, and they did not deal with Xie Lanshan. When Xie Lanshan was on duty, they deliberately threw scraps of paper on the ground, threw crumpled paper balls at the back of his head when he was answering questions in front of the blackboard, and even made a fuss about his heroic father who died, saying some yin and yang vicious and mean things. But Xie Lanshan was indifferent, and swept away the scraps of paper. He didn't write nonsense if he couldn't answer the question. He turned back and said sorry to the teacher directly.

Song Qilian, who was on the sidelines, couldn't swallow this breath. He told Xie Lanshan more than once that you should fight back and fight back fiercely. She knew that Xie Lanshan would practice fighting in his spare time, and that he could kick the ribs of these two bastards with a swipe of his leg, so that they would not dare to cause trouble again.

However, in Xie Lanshan's own words, I am not angry, why should I fight back

Song Qilian used to wonder, no matter how calm the lake is, if you throw stones into it, you can always disturb its ripples and hear a little noise.

It took many years for her to understand because he was deeper and wider than the lake.

He is the ocean.

Thinking of this, a sour and hot emotion made Song Qilian want to cry.

Or for this person she knew since she was twelve years old, she had relied on, missed, doubted, complained, and had a variety of emotions, but she never extinguished her feelings for him. She wants to make amends, she wants to reunite.

After leaving the mental rehabilitation hospital, Xie Lanshan figured it out. Rather than being afraid of Shen Liufei, it is better to say that he is afraid of himself, afraid that Shen Liufei's brush will reveal some incredible truth. He compared the vague memory to a wound, afraid to cut open the necrotic tissue and face the gushing blood again, but while talking with Song Qilian, he suddenly became overwhelmed and was no longer afraid.

It was getting late, Xie Lanshan took out his mobile phone and called Shen Liufei.

"Cousin Xiao Shen, I'm here to ask for a date." Xie Lanshan said to himself, without giving the other party a chance to discuss or refuse, "I'll take a half-day off on Friday, and at 12 noon, you will drive to the city bureau to pick you up. me."

Less than two hours ago, this person was still squeamish, and Shen Liufei's voice came flat from the other end of the phone: "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"You just think I used to be duplicitous, okay?" Xie Lanshan used aggressive tactics, rushing to arrange himself, with a strong sense of forcing the other party to nod, "I am such a small-bellied chicken, coy, and arrogant, but Xiao Shen will definitely report. No, right?"

It seemed that if he didn't pick him up on Friday, he would be arrogant and arrogant. Shen Liufei chuckled and replied, "Okay."

"Is this set?" Xie Lanshan became happy, "Then we'll see you on Friday. See you soon."

"See you or leave." Shen Liufei said.

After closing the line, Xie Lanshan took out Song Qilian's words and chewed it again. He and Shen Liufei had only known each other for two months, but this extraordinary tacit understanding and feeling were real.

"Feeling..." Xie Lanshan recited these two words silently, and actually smelt a hint of sweetness from it, and then he was quickly taken aback by his own thoughts, and he said "Bah" fiercely.

The sky at sunset is colorful, as if facing a bizarre treasure. He strutted with his head held high, at first he just strode, and then he simply trotted. At this moment, his heart was full of energy, intense and exciting. Before entering the gate of the community, suddenly, a familiar figure flashed out from the gate of the community.

Xie Lanshan called him, "Secretary Qin."

Qin Ke turned around and saw that the person calling him was Xie Lanshan, with a surprised expression: "Officer Xie? Do you live here?"

Xie Lanshan said, "An old house is better than being clean. Where does Secretary Qin live?"

Qin Ke smiled and said, "call me Qin Ke. I live in a hotel nearby. I've been busy with my trip back to China this time. It will start the day after tomorrow. I want to visit my friends, but unfortunately I seem to be in the wrong place."

Out of professional habit, Xie Lanshan intends to help others: "Do you want me to help?"

Qin Ke reached for his mobile phone, as if there was a message. He looked at the screen and shook his head with a wry smile: "No, Mr. Li can't live without me, isn't that a reminder? He asked me to buy him antihypertensive drugs. ."

Xie Lanshan asked, "This also requires you to do it as an assistant? Isn't his wife also coming to China?"

Qin Ke smiled and said, "I've come to China, but how can an American know this, and besides, she also wants to see friends, she got very close to the president of the film company surnamed Liu, and often persuaded Li in harmony. Old man, sold the painting—"

Presumably realizing that he had said something inconvenient to say, Qin Ke suddenly stopped speaking, and the smile with an inexplicable embarrassment and apology magnified on his lips. He said goodbye to Xie Lanshan and left.