How did Xiao Ming die?

I don't have a younger brother, at least in the account book, I don't have one.

He was a stillborn.

We are a pair of twins, and at the moment I was born, he died with him.

My birthday is also his death day.

My parents never mentioned this to me, maybe they were afraid that I would be upset.

In fact, I have nothing to be sad, and I have never seen him.

Of course, maybe it was the same feeling, even though I accidentally found out about it later, I never mentioned it in front of my parents.

I'm afraid they will be sad.

Although the crying of this child has never stayed in our memory for even a second.

When I was seven years old, I accidentally found my baby diary in my mother's closet.

At that time, I didn't know many characters, but I knew that one character, one cool character.

From then on, I knew I had a younger brother.My name is Mingming, so he must be Liangliang.

Everything about him stays on the penultimate page of the baby's diary.

But it didn't stop in my memory.

Because, I think I've seen him.

"I thought you didn't know he existed." The person beside me pulled my thoughts back.

"My parents never mentioned it to me."

"Then how did you find out you were twins?"

"I dug out my mother's diary and a B-ultrasound photo before."

"Then you took that photo and asked the doctor?"

"I didn't understand it when I was young, but I didn't inquire about it until the year before last."

"Then you are convinced that you have a brother?"

"So what? He's stillborn."

Your Excellency the Killer seems to have fully guessed the direction of the conversation, and every word I say is not an answer to him.

The reason why I answer him is not to answer, I am just advancing this dialogue.

At this time, Your Excellency the Killer returned to his bedroom.

Then he took out a thick stack of documents.

He put those folders on the coffee table, "I admit, I locked you at first simply because you look alike. You have to know, there are not many people in this world who remember Toki's appearance, let alone want him The information and DNA of his life experience, his face is my only clue. That's why I found you in the crowd."

"An ordinary high school student."

"Yes."

"So, what happened later, you investigated me?"

"It's all on this table." He tapped the documents on the coffee table with his chin.

"How am I?"

"Excellent in character and learning, wide range of interests, tenth grade in piano, first prize in Physics Olympiad, winner of Harvard CTB Innovative Thinking Award, youngest member of Chinese team in UKBBOY World Street Dance Competition, in general, he is not ordinary at all. ordinary high school students."

"Thank you."

"From birth to the present, I have investigated all of your kindergarten, elementary, middle, and high schools. You have never been absent from class or work. You have plenty of holidays and complete files."

"So, an ordinary high school student like me who doesn't miss classes or vacations and has a complete file, I don't have time to fly to the Middle East today, sell drugs tomorrow, fight with the mafia the day after tomorrow, and kill someone the next day, right? ?”

"Yes, it's totally unimaginable that you have the time."

"So my suspicion is cleared? You suspect it is my brother? As I said, he is stillborn."

Your Excellency the Killer pulled out a copy from the pile of documents and handed it to me, "What month is your B-ultrasound photo from?"

"October 27."

"Your birthday is November fifth."

"I was born prematurely, ten days earlier than the due date."

"Well, so your mother had the final prenatal check-up 20 days before the due date."

I tore out the document, which was the relevant record book of my mother's visits to the hospital.

"You should have seen that until October 27th, your brother has not shown any abnormalities." He then handed me another piece of paper, "Look at this again."

I took the paper with a picture printed on it.It was taken by a mobile phone, and what was shot was the picture on the B-ultrasound monitor.

The date is marked on November [-]th, and the picture of the fetus is no different from my previous one.

"Looking at the B-ultrasound pictures, I can't see the signs of life of the fetus. This depends on the dynamics." I said.

"Yes, let me tell you, your brother was still alive on November [-]th."

"You mean he was stillborn on the day we were born?" I almost laughed out loud, "What is he doing? Does he have any dissatisfaction with me? He actually died without even looking at the world. "

"Maybe he thought the nurse was ugly."

"Then at least take a breath, otherwise the development of the respiratory system will be in vain!"

"Maybe he thinks the emperor has smog."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

According to my mother's diary, she finished her inspection on October 27 and everything was fine.

While she was quietly waiting for the due date to approach, she gave birth prematurely.

The doctor told my mother that Shiliang did not die young, he was already dead when he was born.

At first I thought that this child should have been kicked at some point during the few days from October 27th to November [-]th, he was very unhappy and wanted to die.

But according to His Majesty the Killer, the death time of the fetus was accurate to November [-]th.

A well-developed and healthy fetus suddenly died in the womb when it was about to give birth?

The odds shrunk and the doubts grew.

"This was taken with a mobile phone." I put the paper on the table.

"It was secretly filmed by someone at the scene of your mother's labor. In fact, it was a video, and the fetus showed signs of movement, so I'm sure the child was still alive."

"Hehe." I'm so handsome, I was secretly photographed at such a young age.

Phew... I sighed, "Tell me, how did you get this video."

"Zhou Pingchuan." He said.

Zhou Pingchuan, a doctor at the Imperial Obstetrics Hospital where I was born.The last time I went to Beijing with Qian Duoduo, the one who was photographed in the hotel.

He continued, "Zhou Pingchuan and a nurse were bribed to give your mother a quick-acting microinjection when delivering the second child, so the second child died."

"Since he is doing bad things, why did he deliberately leave this video?"

"He may be worse than you think. He thinks this matter can be sold for a good price and make another profit."

"he died."

"I know."

"Who killed it?"

"do not know."

I sorted out my thoughts. Eighteen years ago, Zhou Pingchuan was the obstetrician in charge of my mother. He and a nurse were instigated by others to cause the temporary death of the fetus during the birth of the second child.If Shiliang is really still alive, then the "dead baby" should have been secretly dropped later.

"Who ordered him? Where did the child go?" I asked.

"Zhou Pingchuan took my money and sold me the video. When I wanted to continue asking, he was already dead."

"Isn't there another nurse?"

"She disappeared."

I heard this, quickly flipped through the record book, and found a name——Liu Shuyun.

I almost laughed out loud.What, why did I bump into you?

Liu Shuyun, the last time I went to the nursing home with me to see the red leaves, the missing cleaning aunt Liu in the cafeteria.

I lay back on the sofa, neither sad nor frightened nor excited.

Very calm.

In fact, I already knew that Shiliang was still alive, because I had seen him.

My younger brother was designed before he was even born.If that Toki who commits all kinds of crimes is really him, what kind of childhood did he experience?

Why am I fine, but he is the only one?

Who is it and for what purpose?

At least one thing is clear in my heart, whether Toki is Shiliang or not, I have to find Toki.

The assassin in front of you is a vine that should be caught.I'm going to give him the illusion that I might be Toki.

First, in order to confirm my identity, he will continue to investigate me, and our intersection will not be broken.Then I can follow the clues and get Toki's clues from him; second, if Toki is really my brother, he must be hiding somewhere in the world now, and my presence can attract the killer's attention and cover him.

I suddenly laughed, and threw the document in my hand on the coffee table, "Okay, our logic has been smoothed out. Then, why did you explain so much to an ordinary high school student, Mr. Killer?"

He narrowed his eyes, "I don't think an ordinary high school student would behave so calmly and calmly on this occasion. Especially..."

"You Qi is still discussing about his own life experience?" I laughed, "Then here comes the question. You have three options now."

"No, there are only two." He suddenly stood up and walked in front of me, "Shi Ming does exist. His 18-year records have completely confirmed the existence of this person. Therefore, there is no such thing as Shi Ming." Ming is Toki's option, Shi Ming doesn't have that time."

I looked up at him, "Then what about the remaining two options."

He also looked at me, "Ah, you are Shi Ming, an ordinary boy. I can get clues from you and find your dead brother."

I stood up and looked at him, "B, I am Toki. I killed my brother and took his place and survived."

We stared at each other, deadlocked, and the living room was very quiet.

Your Excellency the Killer laughed first, "Oh, I'm so annoyed by you, are you Toki? If you are, shall we fight straight away? You say you are, and you say you are No, you think I dare not kill you?"

"Then how can it be? Killer, what about your aesthetics of killing?!"

"Fuck you, this salary is too damn hard to earn! Well, well, even if you are not Toki, I am more and more convinced that Toki is your brother, you brothers are crazy! Give some normality How is the human reaction!"

I looked down at the killer Da Da, who was wearing bunny slippers and a pink apron, squatting on the ground laughing until he burst into tears, feeling a little powerless to complain.

Big killer, you are not normal too, can you give me a blockbuster reaction?

I pulled him up and gave a normal response, "Make friends."

He stared at me for a second, two seconds.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha." He laughed again, nearly pulling me down.

"You laugh too low."

"hahahahahahahahahahaha"

"What should you do if you suddenly laughed when you were performing the task?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."

"What's your name."

"An Yile."

"...I am easy to be happy? Then you can continue to be happy..."

I was about to leave, and opened the door.

He also waved goodbye to me.

"Oh right!" I was about to close the door when I came back suddenly.

"Why?" he asked me.

"Did the dumpling you fried just now be bought from the dumpling restaurant downstairs?"

"correct."

"Oh my god, it's too unpalatable."

"That's to say, it's too unpalatable!"

After speaking, I closed the door.

The author has something to say:

It's the first day I left, I miss you.It's the second day after I left, I miss you.It's the third day since I left, I have Lele, and I can have a fucking happy time again! —Excerpt from "The Diary of a Little Widow."