memory hole

. "Sounds like you're running away from something. You're not doing well."

"I'm fine. I often recall my teenage years recently, and I always have the same dream about someone I've forgotten."

"Nostalgic at this age? It should be earlier."

Zhong Xian paused for a while, then said with a smile: "I feel that there is something important that has been forgotten. I want to find it. I'm sorry, but talking about it will make you think I'm nervous. How about we talk about your affairs? Sir ,Do you have a girlfriend?"

Police Officer Deng was stunned for a moment: "The subject jumps so much," he laughed dryly, looking towards the balcony.

Just when Zhong Xian thought he would not get an answer, he heard Police Officer Deng say, "I am pursuing a senior sister."

Zhong Xian's eyes lit up: "Oh? Sister, you're also a police officer? How's it going?"

"Eight years older than me."

Zhong Xian laughed out loud.He narrowed his eyes and looked at Officer Deng.

Officer Deng looked directly at him: "Think I have an Oedipus plot?"

"It's a little bit, but you are lucky to be born in this era... The male to female ratio in this city is 1:7.2. There are a lot of young girls to choose from. What's so good about her? She is a rich woman. Are you short of money?"

Police Officer Deng laughed at himself, lowered his eyes, and said in thought: "My father is a businessman. He has achieved a little. When I was 15 years old, my mother began to become abnormal... I didn't know that my father's heart was long gone. This is the house." Police officer Deng shifted his gaze to another place, staring at a corner of the wall, "I followed him, but I couldn't find who that person was? He did everything right."

"Who are you looking for? A woman outside your father?"

"After many years, I found it. She is 15 years younger than my father and 8 years older than me."

Zhong Xian was stunned, unable to speak for a while.

"In those years, my father helped her to find a job after finishing college." Officer Deng paused for a while, took a sip of the juice on the table, "She is not hard to chase at all."

Zhong Xian also picked up the juice beside him to drink, and laughed while drinking, shaking all over his body.Officer Deng also laughed along with him.

"Is it worth it?" Zhong Xian said, "You don't go to the police academy to study criminal investigation for this reason? To find out the secret of father."

"Do you believe it? This story."

"I believe. But I feel...you are too pity."

"It's not my story. It's actually a case I just went through. Because it's always in my head, I tell it in this way. Didn't you say you like detective stories?"

"What happened next?" Zhong Xian asked.

"There is no later."

"Then how did it turn from a family matter to a case in your hands."

Officer Deng thought for a while and said, "The mistress agreed to my son's marriage proposal and broke up with me. Of course she was completely kept in the dark. Because I paid so much, I took revenge on her and found someone to hurt her fiancé. I broke his arm. Later I found out that he injured his own son." Officer Deng said very flatly.It does not appear to be his own story.Zhong Xian thought to himself.

"It's wonderful." Zhong Xian said. "It can be adapted into a movie. So you are not pursuing any senior sister?"

Officer Deng nodded: "What about you? What do you plan to do with Ms. Yang?"

Zhong Xian picked up the glass of juice again, then put it down again: "Do you know her surname is Yang?"

Officer Deng nodded: "Yes. I asked her name just now."

"As expected of a policeman, I learned so much in a short time. I don't plan to do anything. I covet her beauty, but I don't want to have anything else with her."

"Why not."

"Maybe I...have no ability." Zhong Xian said,

"You have such a nice house, and you can afford the bride price. You can pass the test of her family. How can you say you are incompetent?"

"Why did I have to pass that level?" Zhong Xian said a little excitedly.

"I think you're overkill. You gave the money, and her parents will probably come back after you get married. After all, the parents' intentions are for your own good."

Zhong Xian interrupted him, "The ability I'm talking about is inner ability, I don't have the ability to love her. I can't trust, trust her, or the women in this city."

"Have you ever had a bad experience?" Officer Deng looked at him.

"No." Zhong Xian directly denied.He stood up from the sofa, dragged a dull sore leg around the room, and turned on the TV. "There is a replay of the Olympic football final tonight. You are a good tennis player. Do you like football?"

Officer Deng stared at him for a second, picked up the pen on the coffee table, and wrote some words on the paper. "Let's continue your reasoning game." While speaking, he handed the paper to Zhong Xian.Zhong Xian saw that Officer Deng added time to the circles he had drawn on the paper, as follows:

Xiao Zhu's resignation time: October 10

Xiaozhu's last phone call with her parents: November 11

The last time Xiaozhu and his girlfriend met: the morning of November 11

It is currently estimated that Xiao Zhu disappeared on November 11.

Confession

Zhong Xian felt that some things were destined.

The typhoon isolated him from the world, and every time before it brought him a great sense of security.But this time a policeman was brought to him.

And this cop is trying to cross the border between them.Like a dangerous creature with a keen sense of smell and deliberation, looking for every possible gap to sneak a peek into his world.This feeling never disappeared in Zhong Xian's heart.

But he's not one to sit still.

How to get closer to a person's heart and feelings, he should be better than a policeman.

"Drink some wine." Zhong Xian was not in a hurry to express his opinion on the time on the piece of paper. He stood up excitedly like a teenager who found an interesting game, "Drink some wine for fun before reasoning."

"You just took the medicine." Officer Deng reminded him.

"I don't care." Zhong Xian limped towards the wine cabinet next to the TV wall, took out the half bottle of wine in the middle grid, and took a glass from the hanging cup holder next to it.He came back with a bottle and two cups. "This bottle was opened last night. I drank half of it. Russian red wine is too sweet and not strong enough." He put the wine glasses on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and poured some wine into the bottom of each glass.

Officer Deng took the wine glass handed over by Zhong Xian, shook it and took a sip.

"Why did you change your mind again?" Zhong Xian said.

"Changing what?" Officer Deng didn't understand what he said.

"You didn't seem to want to tell me the time before." Zhong Xian glanced at the piece of paper on the coffee table, "I thought it was information that could not be disclosed to me, and there were some rules or something."

"If you talk about regulations, there are too many regulations." Police Officer Deng showed a rare expression of disdain, "No one wants to deal with this kind of missing adult case, and maybe one day the missing person will show up again, so it's a waste of effort. Because I am a young rookie, this kind of hard-working and thankless case naturally falls on me, and I have no choice."

"If you can choose, what type of case do you like? Homicide?" Zhong Xian asked.

"As a lover of detective novels, you must think that criminal police is an interesting job. Let me tell you a joke. I don't have the qualifications to handle homicide cases." Officer Deng said, "Speaking of which, I still envy you more Some."

"It seems that the police station also has the style of government agencies and public institutions. It is based on seniority." Zhong Xian said.

"Sometimes it's even more serious." Officer Deng drank the small amount of wine in the glass, "It's completely different from the novel."

Zhong Xian picked up the bottle and poured him some wine.

"Yes, where there are people, there is wrestling and intrigue. It's just a simple reasoning game. Let's continue. So, Xiao Zhu disappeared a week after leaving the job?" Zhong Xian picked up the one on the coffee table. Paper, "The last thing he said to his girlfriend was... to work overtime? But he has already resigned, what kind of overtime class is he?"

"Maybe he has found a new job." Officer Deng said.

"Find a new job within a week of resignation." Zhong Xian emphasized this point. "Most people will choose to take a break. Of course, if they lack money, they can't take a break." He thought about it seriously, and suddenly found the starting point, "As long as you know where he went to work later, and on the 8th day Working overtime in any company may have found the reason for his disappearance. Sir Deng must have also investigated in this direction."

"I haven't investigated in which direction yet. I haven't decided which way to go, and which side to abandon or exclude." Officer Deng said lazily. He changed his sitting posture and sank his body into the sofa, looking Somewhat weary, "I've been spinning around in your industry. Mainly for your company."

"Xiao Zhu may have changed industries after leaving the job. There are not many people in our industry, and not everyone can gain a foothold." Zhong Xian turned around and picked up the wine bottle, signaling the police officer to move the wine glass closer.Their heads were almost touching on the couch.

"Let's make do with it. I'll treat you to a better drink next time." Zhong Xian said while pouring wine into the glass in Police Officer Deng's hand. "Speaking of Xiao Zhu's new job, there is another possibility that he was poached by a company of the same trade. Sir, you might as well..."

"You can call me by my name." Officer Deng glanced at Zhong Xian through the wine glass, his eyes bright. "Deng Yi."

"Which yi word?"

"Memory of memory."

"Uh..." Zhong Xian seemed to be trying to savor the word, "I'm short of memory right now. My friend, you just need to make up for it." After taking a sip of wine, he picked up the bottle and poured another half glass, "But Xiao Zhu It's not like that."

"What kind?"

"It's hard to imagine any company in the industry poaching him."

"You mean he's not great at his job