Stop the anchor, there are all police outside!

"Have you been under a lot of pressure recently?"

With a slight smile on the corner of Lu Ming's mouth, he spoke slowly.

The police officer was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked up at Lu Ming.

There was no conversation.

"I studied hard in the cold window, and finally got admitted to the police, and jumped out of the poor village."

"But I found that the rewards were not directly proportional to the efforts I put in."

"Looking at your classmates and friends who are getting better and better, and your wife is arguing with you, you start to doubt yourself."

"Doubt that the path I chose was correct, am I right?"

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows and looked directly at the policeman in front of him.

The originally empty eyes became sharper.

It seemed to penetrate the flesh of the policeman.

To the deepest part of the soul.

The feeling of being seen at a glance instantly made the policeman a little flustered.

Because everything Lu Ming said is true.

He was indeed of rural origin.

Leaving that village was also his childhood wish.

But when he really stepped into society.

Only then did I discover that many things are not achieved through hard work.

He who worked hard in the past could get good grades in the exam.

Now no matter how hard work is done.

They are all standing still.

On the other hand, the classmates who graduated at the same time as him were all doing well.

His wife also disliked his meager income.

Staying away from home all day long.

Been arguing for a divorce.

These things made him start to plunge into self-doubt.

Often sleepless nights.

But these things, he never mentioned to others.

Even the colleagues in the bureau didn't know about it, so how did Lu Ming know it?
"Old Zheng, is what he said true?"

The police officer next to him asked suspiciously.

Obviously, it was quite unexpected for Lu Ming to say these things suddenly.

"Just listen to his nonsense..."

Old Zheng waved his hand disapprovingly.

Subconsciously, she was avoiding Lu Ming's eyes.

All interrogators.

Of course the policeman next to him saw that Lao Zheng was actually lying.

I was secretly taken aback in my heart.

At the same time, I was also curious as to why Lu Ming knew Lao Zheng so well.

after all.

He has partnered with Lao Zheng for so many years, but he didn't see that Lao Zheng had any psychological problems recently.

Lu Ming was able to say it accurately.

"How did you know?"

The police officer asked Lu Ming curiously.

While speaking, his eyes were fixed on Lu Ming.

"He's talking nonsense!"

Old Zheng interrupted the policeman's questioning.

There was a guilty conscience hidden in that feigned disdain.

Worried that Lu Ming would tell about his private affairs.

"Hey... just let him talk, I'll see what he can come up with!"

The police officer smiled slightly and insisted on asking Lu Ming.

When he turned his head to look at Lu Ming, he regained his serious expression.

"Do you really think I'm a criminal? Ask me a question and light me a cigarette!"

Lu Ming turned his head away, as if he would not talk until he was given a cigarette.

Hearing the words, the policeman came back to his senses.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it for Lu Ming.

"Can we tell now? How did you know about Lao Zheng's background and his current situation? You two knew each other before?"

The policeman put away the lighter and raised his eyebrows before looking at Lu Ming and asking.

Lu Ming lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette.

Then a long puff of smoke.

Let the smoke in your mouth float like silk under the light.

"I came to Kunjiang for the first time, how could I know him?"

"When he walked into the interrogation room, he kept his waist bent!"

"It's a deformity of the spine caused by long-term bending."

"The police officer doesn't have any heavy work, and there is no job that requires bending over for a long time. So this can only be left over from childhood! Plus his knuckles are thicker than ordinary people!"

"So it's not difficult to deduce Lao Zheng's previous life experience."

Lu Ming spoke slowly.

Then his eyes fell on Lao Zheng's hands.

When speaking, the expression on his face was extremely calm, as if he was chatting.

"The watch he is wearing costs about 2 yuan, and your salary should be around [-] yuan a month."

"That means two months' wages are needed to buy this watch!"

"Watches, apart from the function of telling the time, are actually decorations."

"Used to satisfy one's vanity."

"Only when comparisons arise, can a person engage in such impulsive consumption!"

"But once you buy things that don't match your financial resources, after a short period of satisfaction, the tight life will bring more dissatisfaction!"

Having said this, Lu Ming lowered his head and took another puff of cigarette.

Old Zheng looked at Lu Ming who was sitting opposite him.

I just feel that sharp eyes are like a scalpel.

Dissect him completely.

The reason why he was willing to spend a lot of money to buy this watch.

It's all about trying to look less shabby at class reunions.

But after buying it.

He regretted it very much.

after all.

I have to pay the mortgage every month.

He spent two months' wages all at once.

Naturally, it was very painful.

Hearing Lu Ming's words, the police officer next to him looked back at Old Zheng's expression.

I know Lu Ming is right.

Surprised, but also more curious.

"Then how do you know what's going on at Old Zheng's house?"

The policeman opened his eyes wide and spoke in disbelief.

He can understand if he can guess his life experience through the details, but he can even guess the quarrel at home?
This is too scary, right?
"The scratches on his arm have just scabbed. Although the ring on the middle finger has been removed! But there are still sunburns and a very bright color difference."

"It means that the ring has just been taken off not long ago."

"So it's not hard to infer that there was something wrong with his recent marriage."

Lu Ming shook off the soot and spoke quietly.

He raised his eyebrows and looked up at the two police officers opposite him.

Then he went on to say: "Old Zheng! You have to learn to let go of yourself, don't let that incomplete childhood affect your life!"

The words came out.

Old Zheng on the opposite side was stunned on his seat as if struck by lightning.

Those words sounded like a thunder in his heart.

The eye sockets are even a little moist.

For as long as he can remember, his parents have been emphasizing one thing on him.

That means the family is poor.

He must live up to expectations and be sensible.

I saw with my own eyes the hard life of my parents.

Lao Zheng has always been very strict with himself.

Don't dare to relax for a moment.

When studying, others get up at seven o'clock.

He gets up at five o'clock.

When others are playing, he is reading in the library.

In order not to disappoint parents.

He gave up all interests and hobbies.

Even when you meet a girl you like, you can only hide your thoughts in your heart.

Children of the poor.

If you want to be successful, you must abandon the joy of growing up.

They have no relationship, no resources.

There are no parents who have already stood at the end.

Can only rely on a book, a collection of questions.

Build a life-changing bridge with your own hands.

Even if the end of this bridge is just someone else's starting point!

He also had to step over tremblingly.

Because it's the only way out.

There is no doubt that such a childhood was incomplete.

But also helpless.

Parents' past teachings will eventually become shackles.

Tell Lao Zheng in my ear from time to time.

We are not as good as others, so work hard!

When these words rang in my ears thousands of times, even Lao Zheng felt that he was inferior to others in every way.

In order to cover up the inner inferiority complex.

He can only rely on foreign objects to fill the void.

So the watch appeared on his wrist.

"Old Zheng...Old Zheng!"

The policeman looked at Old Zheng who was in a daze, and shouted twice.

Only then did Lao Zheng come back to his senses.

"I'm going out to take a break!"

Lao Zheng stood up and walked outside the interrogation room, but stopped.

Turning around to look at Lu Ming.

Silence for two seconds.

Then he smiled in relief, turned his head and walked outside.