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After class, Lian Jingyuan was pestered by a group of students to ask questions.He is very popular in the school. Many students may not be interested in this advanced subject of the universe, but the handsome and gentle teacher Lian can make them rush to sign up and explore the mysteries of the universe with him.

Just when the door of the office was pushed open, a black shadow flew over, Lian Jingyuan instinctively reached out to catch it, it was a little toy mouse.

"Bring it to Stephen." He Wei lay on the small rocking chair, holding a colorful sisal ball up and down in his hand, "Is it a male cat or a female cat? There are many beautiful decorations in the pet store, you can wear it Photograph."

Lian Jingyuan walked in with a smile on his face: "Don't worry about it, Stephen doesn't like those things, the toys you gave him suit his appetite."

"That's just right, there's still canned food here." There was a small bag at He Wei's feet, which he bought from a pet store just passing by.Lian Jingyuan took the things and asked, "Why did you come to me again so soon?"

"I'm looking for you if I have something to do, or I can ask you to go shopping and watch a movie?"

"It's not impossible." Lian Jingyuan took out a bag of chrysanthemum and hawthorn tea, brewed it and handed it to He Wei, "I see that your complexion is not very good. You have been staying up all night lately?"

"Fortunately, I stayed up late last night to interrogate the suspect, and I'm a little tired."

Lian Jingyuan went around behind He Wei, stretched out two hands, four fingers fixed against his cheeks, and pressed two thumbs on the center of the top of his head: "This is the Baihui point, if you are tired, press it yourself, it can help relieve fatigue. "

His techniques are proficient and moderate, and he presses the scalp and acupuncture points, which is extremely comfortable.He Wei closed his eyes and sighed again: "You really know everything."

Lian Jingyuan looked down at him, with blue waves in his eyes, a kind of tenderness spreading from the bottom of his heart.

The friendship between him and He Wei has always been in a very stable state. They don't have much contact at ordinary times. Sometimes they are too busy to meet each other for half a year, but as long as they make a phone call and hear each other's voice, the familiarity between them has never been. It has not changed, it is a tacit understanding cultivated over the years.

It is also because of this that it is a waste of time for the two of them to talk about politeness, He Wei has something to do with him, sometimes he will come directly without saying hello.Lian Jingyuan used the one-person office and left a key for He Wei. Sometimes when he came back from get out of class, he found the door ajar, so he knew it must be He Wei.

Five minutes later, He Wei stretched his waist. Thanks to Lian Jingyuan's skillful hands, his groggy mind cleared up a lot.Lian Jingyuan took a chair and sat opposite, He Wei finally got to the point: "Do you remember what I asked you last time? It's about parallel spaces."

"Hmm. Did something more extraordinary happen?"

He Wei stretched out his right hand, with a look of bewilderment in his eyes: "...I met him."

He didn't sleep much all night, because after actually touching Cheng Zesheng, his mind was in a mess, and all kinds of whimsical ideas popped up, which kept his brain in a state of excitement and activity, and he couldn't fall asleep anyway. .

"A few days ago, I was in another place and saw him through the glass. Tonight, in my room, when the power went out, his breath clearly appeared behind him. Obviously the time to communicate has not yet come, but I actually met him, a real person."

"Although the time was very short, about a few seconds, it made me completely sure that the other Cheng Zesheng was real, flesh and blood, and lived under the same roof as me."

Lian Jingyuan rested his chin and noticed a detail: "Did the power go out?"

"Yes, the lights went out at once, and when he called again, he had disappeared."

"Maybe it's not a power outage, it's a magnetic field interference." Lian Jingyuan rested his index finger on his chin, guessing, "When you find something strange in your home through monitoring, the shaking of the screen should also be caused by magnetic field interference. Wormhole theory In the wormhole, from opening to closing, the time is extreme and unpredictable, and it is impossible to grasp it, and nothing can pass through it. But since you can touch Cheng Zesheng, it means that ordinary people can pass through space shortcuts, and it may be because of you We are at a node, so the conditions for crossing each other's worlds are much relaxed, and impossible miracles are slowly becoming possible."

He Wei knew a little about these theories, and in his opinion, it was because of his deepening contact with Cheng Zesheng.The reason for this deepening phenomenon is still unclear. I don’t know whether it is because the two worlds will automatically and slowly merge with the natural passage of time; or because of some human factors, the penetration of the space is strengthened, and he will not only hear the sound , and met Cheng Zesheng.

"The fusion of parallel worlds has not been touched in my field of knowledge, and few people have done research on this topic, because this is a hypothesis that only exists in imagination, and it is difficult to calculate an overhead theory with existing formulas and measurement. In addition to the three laws of the universe, there are also three prohibitions, namely, time machines, space shortcuts, and faster-than-light motion. These are all forbidden by a normal universe, so your encounters are in every cosmological study Fields are impossible situations.”

He Wei didn't understand why such a bizarre incident happened to him, an extraordinary murder case involved an incredible story.He met so many victims, but only this one came to his side, which made him feel deeply dominated by a wave of unscience in a world that advocates science.

"Even you can't answer it, and I'm even more confused. Let's take it one step at a time." He Wei asked again, "Then—is it possible to resurrect the soul through a dead body?"

Lian Jingyuan smiled helplessly: "Ah Wei, you should go to a professional for this kind of problem, such as a psychic or Mi Po."

He Wei shrugged, seeing that it was still early, he patted him on the shoulder: "Let's have dinner together tonight?"

Unexpectedly, Lian Jingyuan smiled faintly, and pointed at the watch: "Let's change another day, I have an appointment."

This was the first time that He Wei took the initiative to invite someone to be rejected. He thought about it, and suddenly realized: "Oh——is my brother has no chance?"

Lian Jingyuan still smiled: "I will go on the 16th."

He Wei has no control over emotional matters, and can only lament that He Lu is not up to date, always playing secret love, this is a good time, the tears that will flow from now on are all the water in his head at that time.

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Cheng Zesheng went to Nanxiangshan Cemetery in the afternoon, and took a bouquet of flowers and a pack of cigarettes to visit his brother.

Anti-narcotics police are different from ordinary police officers. After they die, they cannot hold a memorial service under the national flag and accept the mourning of the people of the whole country.The ashes could only be transported back quietly. Except for the family members and the leaders of the police station, no one knew that there was a hero who carried forward for the bright future of society and finally died honorably.

The reason for being so cautious is to ensure the safety of the anti-drug police family members to the greatest extent.According to the regulations, they are not even allowed to erect tombstones after their sacrifices, because they are afraid that their family members will be targeted by crazy drug dealers.Cheng Zhen had foreseen that such a day would come to him early in the morning, and the contest with the drug dealer/drug gang was bound to be a life-and-death war, so from the very beginning, the name "Cheng Zhenqing" was not in the police files, and his photos followed The file is "Ma Guangming".

Three years ago, Cheng Zesheng went to the China-Myanmar border and almost went crazy when he saw his brother's body.Cheng Zhenqing's chest was cut three times and six holes were cut, and his whole body was fractured in multiple places. All the fingernails of a pair of hands were pulled out, and the hand bones were broken bit by bit with a small hammer.Because he was a sniper, his hands were hated by drug dealers, so he was tortured to the most inhuman shape.

After the forensic autopsy, it was concluded that these punishments were all carried out when Cheng Zhen was sober.In order to ensure the greatest pleasure, the drug dealer injected him with high-purity heroin, a dose that would not kill him but could keep him awake. After tens of hellish hours, Cheng Zhenqing was freed.

Cheng Zesheng didn't dare to tell his parents, so he quietly returned with his brother's ashes, wrapped in a red flag, and could not be buried in the martyrs' cemetery, so he finally chose to find a place for him in the Nanxiangshan cemetery.All his files are for pretending his identity, and the meritorious service he has obtained has nothing to do with the name "Cheng Zhenqing". Only this monument can finally restore his true identity.

Every winter solstice, July half, and Qingming Festival, Cheng Zesheng would visit his brother on these three big days.A bouquet of flowers, a pack of cigarettes, every time.There are some exceptions today, July and a half is still early, Qingming has passed, Cheng Zesheng will come again, just want to chat with his brother.

"Brother, our brother's wish is to be a good policeman. Why did you become a criminal over there?" Cheng Zesheng took apart the cigarette, first squeezed it from the beginning to the end, then shook it from the tip of the nose, and finally put it on the cigarette. In front of the tombstone.

This is his brother's unique way of smoking. He deals with drugs every day, and meets many drug dealers who mix drugs and tobacco to harm innocent people into drug addiction.Therefore, when Cheng Zhenqing got the cigarette in his hand, he would first carefully pass it over with his hand, and then smell it, and then smoke it after making sure there is no problem. This habit has not changed until his death.

"The policeman who caught your parallel entity was very powerful, but he died in our world. The strange thing is that I was investigating his case and lived with him." Cheng Zesheng looked at the black and white photo of his brother, "I It feels amazing to meet him. Brother, tell me, will I be able to see the complete him at home one day?"

The Nanxiangshan Cemetery was sparsely populated, and it was not a day of sweeping graves, and this area was even more empty.Cheng Zesheng saw a few pieces of gold paint off the tombstone, so he went to the management office to find a craftsman who could touch up the paint.

"The piece on the mountain is a treasure land of geomantic omen, but the price is much higher than other places. Mr. He, have you considered it clearly?"

"I want to go up and have a look, lead the way."

Just as Cheng Zesheng was about to step into the management office, he heard a familiar voice, retracted his feet, and dodged to the side.

That straight and tall figure was very familiar, I just saw it two days ago, and I was anxious to cremate his brother.It seems that I am really in a hurry, and I have come to buy a cemetery.

They went to the cemetery on the mountain through the back door, Cheng Zesheng walked in, and the person in charge came up to him: "Officer Cheng, how can I help?"

"The color of the writing on my brother's stele has faded, please ask someone to fix it." Cheng Zesheng glanced at the back door and asked, "That person came to buy a cemetery?"