The river is about to burn the mountain

Ji Qiuhan fell into that weird hallucination again.

In the photo, the dismembered arm suddenly twitched twice strangely, jumped up and broke out of the plane, and the rotten and bloated dead hand grabbed his collar and pulled it down. black spots.

the environment becomes familiar,

It was foul smelling, pitch black, and vision dim.

He has had this dream for more than ten years.

There was still a small black box at his feet, this box appeared repeatedly in his countless chaotic dreams, but this time he had a faint sense of panic and depression, and he had to take a low and heavy breath.

He kicked it tentatively, and with just one kick, it was as if an overwhelming and complex game of dominoes had been overturned, one wave after another, overturning the box and knocking down the next one, and the scattered impact sound centered on him It exploded in all directions, and as far as the eye can see, there are thousands of black boxes like reptiles coming out of their nests all over the mountains and plains.

Previous dreams often ended here abruptly, but this time was different, these black boxes began to be restless, vibrating and knocking, and even began to seep out black liquid from the cracks and holes, they were viscous, fishy, ​​and quickly swelled into bubbles, With a deformed growth rate, it became countless double stumps and broken arms.

The limbs stand strangely on the ground with white fingers or toes, and the young man in the center is like a fragile lamb hanged upside down by a trap, hunting and killing them, waiting for an order.

"Autumn cold? Ji Qiuhan?"

His arm was grabbed, and Ji Qiuhan suddenly woke up from the hallucination.

It was Zhao He, the team leader.

"The meeting is over. I know that the case is not going well recently and the pressure is too much, but your palm is about to be scratched.... You are the hope of our team to solve the case. Besides, the three of you now have clues, and you can't Crash!"

Ji Qiuhan lowered his head to look, it turned out that he had unknowingly used too much force, his nails penetrated the document page and pierced into his palm, leaving four rather ferocious crimson indentations.

He let go of his hand, and the dull pain provoked his nerves. Was it because he was out of control, so the boxes he imagined were also out of control?

There were only two of them left in the meeting room, and Zhao He pulled the chair and sat closer: "I just sent out those bastards, and I just sat here and waited for you when you didn't leave, Qiu Han, brother and you Shall we discuss something?"

Seeing that Ji Qiuhan was silent, Zhao He got used to it, took out his mobile phone and said, "Qiu Han, can you keep an eye on the night shift of the second team for these two days? It's the team with Wang Ming's girlfriend, my wife is about to give birth , the child has a big head and the umbilical cord is around the neck. My wife is very emotionally unstable, and the parents at home can't take care of her. I really don't worry about her being alone in the hospital. If she suddenly gives birth at night..."

As Zhao He spoke, he opened the photo album of his mobile phone, his eyes lit up, and his tone was full of the joy of being a father: "Look, this is my baby girl who is about to be born. Her mother insisted that she was a boy, and I said she must be a boy." It's a girl, you see, this little hand is so delicate, how could it be a dead boy? And I had a dream when my wife was pregnant, I dreamed that I took my daughter to kindergarten, bless you, please give me a baby girl , I can quit smoking..."

Zhao He couldn't hold back when he mentioned his daughter, and he forgot that the young man beside him, who was always quiet and sarcastic, didn't necessarily want to hear these flamboyant gossip.

And Ji Qiuhan's eyes stopped on the B-ultrasound photo.

A little baby with a clearly recognizable outline, covering her chin shyly with her small hands, curled up quietly and comfortably in the mother's warm womb, waiting for the day of delivery, her bright black eyes will be the first to see the Parents who dedicated all their love and life to her.

Ji Qiuhan's stomach twitched, and he suppressed the discomfort and agreed to Zhao He, almost rushing out of the door.

"Thank you, Xiao Ji, I didn't expect that you are usually cold, but you are actually very... Hey! - Where are you going? Then I will invite you to my daughter's full moon banquet!"

As soon as he rushed into the bathroom, Ji Qiuhan retched uncontrollably. He didn't eat much for breakfast. After a few times, he vomited out bitter yellow water, but his stomach seemed to be grabbed and forced to squeeze non-stop. Squeezing, he couldn't spit out anything, and finally sat down on the toilet.

He spread out his palm, where the fingerprints seemed to still have the warmth of a fragile life, Ji Xia took his hand and stroked the girl's slightly raised belly.

"Isn't it incredible? There is a little life here..."

"Why are you always so sad, don't you like your little niece? I'm going to be angry! You touch it, now she can move... Haha, you make her angry, she is kicking you..."

But now, in the palm is only the gastric juice and bile that he wiped away, mixed with bitter yellow, greasy and nauseating.

It was he who ruined it all.

If he hadn't left home in anger late that night, Ji Xia wouldn't have come out to look for him with her pregnant body. If Ji Xia was alive, then she would have been a good mother, teaching her children to be as kind and gentle as she was, and he But it pushed her, together with the unborn child, to death on that road.

For a long time, the reason why he was able to solve difficult and complicated criminal cases with a sobriety and calmness far superior to ordinary people was because of his poor empathy ability.And this time, the similar face to the last time made his memory fall into deeper mania and confusion time and time again.

Only he himself knew the reason, the memory about that period was originally a black box, a black box that he himself could not open.

In the 5.23 case that year, apart from the blurry photo in the surveillance, the extremely cunning murderer made a fatal mistake, that is, he left a vital witness, Ji Qiuhan who survived.

As the sole survivor, he was useless.

Because that memory is gone.

Everything that happened in that sinful country bungalow in those 30 days was locked forever by a pair of hands in an airtight black box, just like the pile of bones dug out of the pit that year. Scattered ghosts lay quietly in his memory, and with every attack, they blinked mournful and resentful eyes at this useless survivor.

Randomly wiping off the dirt on his hands, Ji Qiuhan hesitated for a long time, and finally pressed the call button.

"Uncle, it was me. Well, it didn't go well. We found a surviving woman, but she suffered from severe post-traumatic stress disorder after escaping from the murderer. She was resistant to communicating with anyone. We asked three psychiatrists. There's no way to get her to speak..."

"Do you still remember the psychiatrist who treated me? I remember you mentioned that he is from City A. Now I have to ask him to give it a try. It's okay. I have a sense of proportion. Thank you, Uncle. I've been busy recently. I'll see you when I get back." Go home for dinner, and say hello to Aunt Lan for me."

After a while, Li Guoyi over there sent a business card,

When leaving the police station at noon, Jiang Zhan's dirty car was parked opposite the unit. Yi Qian lowered the window and said, "Brother Ji!" Recently, Ji Qiuhan's mood is not stable, Jiang Zhan will come to pick him up for dinner whenever he is free .

Jiang Zhan watched people crossing the road from a distance, he was a little thinner than the previous two days, the shirt tucked into his waist had several more folds, and the black saree belt looped around his thin hips, it hurt his hands when he hugged him at night.

As soon as Ji Qiuhan got into the car, he sensed that Jiang Zhan was going to start the training mode, so he rushed to the front and said, "Where to eat? I'm a little hungry."

He had been hungry all the time, Jiang Zhan really forgot about "losing weight" when he heard it, and said, "Go home to eat, Zhou Yu brought his little bastard to 'come to thank'."

As Jiang Zhan said, seeing that Ji Qiuhan's face was not looking well, he asked a few more questions, and he said it was a matter of the case. The October sun refracted on the car window, and his fingertips felt a bit cool in late autumn. Ji Qiuhan sipped She pursed her lips, but still didn't say anything about today.

Jiang Zhan saw that he was in a daze while answering, sighed, wanted to reprimand but was reluctant, so he said: "If you are tired, you can rely on me to sleep for a while, you policeman is busier than the Prime Minister every day, you are really sent here to grind my temper of……"

"Yeah." Ji Qiuhan lowered his shoulders and leaned over. Jiang Zhan's suit jacket had a faint cologne smell, which was the same as that on his body. The two same smells were faintly lingering in his nose. He was indeed tired.