Why do you think I don't love you anymore

When everything was still, the sharp ringtone of the mobile phone pierced the night and rang.

Wen Qianhe was frightened into a cold sweat, and took a long time to slide the screen away.

It was an unfamiliar number, and the calling area was not displayed. Who on earth would call him in the middle of the night.

He was a little apprehensive.

Refused.

But within half a minute, it rang, as if knowing that he was not asleep, he must be there.

Wen Qianhe slid to answer,

"Hey,"

"Wen Qianhe,"

It was a man's voice, muddy and unpleasant, it was hard to imagine that it came from the mouth, it was simply two voices mixed together, it was really uncomfortable to hear.

Wen Qianhe preliminarily judged that this person did not use his own voice, and he had a vague feeling that the other party came for the case in hand.

"May I ask,"

"Don't look into anything."

"what?"

"I said, don't delve into the case of Ye Long."

Wen Qianhe suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Who are you? Why do you ask?"

There was a laugh or two on the phone, "You'd better not do anything, I know everything you do."

Being watched?His room was monitored?He got up and looked around, looking at every possible hiding place.

"Don't waste your time looking for it. There are many ways to monitor a person, but installing a monitor is the most stupid."

"..."

Wen Qianhe didn't move, and his heart was terrified, "What do you guys want? You want me to pick it up, but you don't want me to do anything. What do you mean, then why don't you let me pick it up from the beginning." He did it for himself. After a long period of psychological counseling, he made up his mind to defend Ye Long, and now he is here to tell him not to use it.

And he also suddenly found that he was personally threatened, and a lawyer who pleaded for the people was threatened.

This world has deviated to such an extent.

"If you are told to pick it up, you pick it up, just don't do anything and let him die."

"!"

The other party simply explained a few words and hung up the phone. Wen Qianhe fell into great confusion again. At first, he also wanted Ye Long to die, but now he was a little shaken by the trouble. It aroused a lot of curiosity in him.

Letting Ye Long die is nothing more than an enemy, but this child has no relatives and no reason, and there is only one possibility other than debt collection and enmity.

Someone on the same path as him, who knows too much?or what.

Wen Qianhe looked sideways at the window, the curtains were not drawn, and he looked directly at the building opposite.

At this point, the lights are almost turned off, and only a few scattered households are still lit.

There was still a little distance between the two buildings, but his intuition told him that the man was on the opposite side and was staring at him closely.

The curtains were never drawn.If they want to monitor, they can monitor as much as they want. After all, as he said, there are thousands of ways to monitor, and this is a bit softer.

Wen Qianhe arrived at the law firm very early the next day and sat there, neither turning on the computer nor starting work.

After a while, he fixed his eyes on the green plants that suddenly appeared next to the computer, which were dense, green and full of vitality.

Wen Qianhe looked up at the ceiling and then at the four walls.

The hand slowly reached out to the pot of green plants, caressed gently, and then touched a tiny pinhole camera from inside.

Clenched in the palm of your hand, it's hot.

The anger accumulated in his chest has been burning since last night.

He didn't take the initiative to take this case, but his life was monitored all of a sudden, and he lived completely under the eyes of others.

Colleagues who came to the office one after another, passed by to say hello one by one.

"Xiao Wen, good morning,"

"Morning Xiaohe."

He didn't even bother to smile perfunctorily.

The others seemed to know it well and didn't continue to disturb, which is what made Wen Qianhe angry.It was his colleagues and Uncle Liu who pushed him into this pit of fire.

Knowing that this case is tricky, and there is no guarantee that he will lose his life, he still pushes it to him.

Wen Qianhe was having a huge psychological struggle in his heart, and he didn't know what to do.

Continue to investigate, collect evidence, and defend step by step, but just stand by and pretend.

He wanted to choose the first option, but after such an encounter, timidity surged in his heart, fear of the unknown.

But if he doesn't speak up for Ye Long, there may be no one left.

He ran downstairs to the law firm, entered a supermarket, borrowed a passer-by's mobile phone, called Yang Chaowei, and explained everything here.

"Teacher Yang, what is in front of me now, if I don't defend this child, no one else will really defend him, but the risk is too great, what should I do?"

"Xiaohe, this kid may know something, so someone wants him to die. And this muddy water, no matter whether you want to dip it or not, you have already stepped into it with one foot."

"I know. But now my life is being monitored, even if I want to do something for Ye Long, it's hard,"

"You take the time to meet this child today, and find out what's going on."

"it is good."

Yang Chaowei added at the end, "Xiaohe, don't be afraid, do it with confidence, everything is just a paper tiger. You have to believe that justice will always prevail over evil, and you have to believe in the country. It really doesn't work, and your master, I am not afraid of old bones. "

"I'll go, I'm younger than you."

Yang Chaowei smiled and said, "You child. Go."

Wen Qianhe returned the mobile phone to the cashier, went back to the law firm with relevant supporting materials, went to the detention center, and met Ye Long there.

Ye Long was escorted out by the guards, and sat opposite Wen Qianhe with a blank expression.

Since he came here temporarily by himself, two people were required to meet the detainees, so there were also guards present.

Wen Qianhe immediately realized vigilantly that this child had taken drugs, and the real person was thinner than the photo, which was far from normal.

All suspects should have a physical examination. It is impossible not to find out. After smoking, the drug will be completely metabolized after 3-6 months.Ke Yelong's appearance has obviously been smoking recently.

The shaky web inside is about to snap.

"Hello, I'm your defense lawyer, Wen Qianhe."

Ye Long put his hands on his legs, and his legs were trembling slightly.

"Oh."

Wen Qianhe looked him up and down, and said softly, "Can you look up at me?"

Ye Long didn't move.

"Ye Long, look up."

Only after getting a clear order, Ye Long raised his head slowly.

Thin and out of shape, one white eye is gloomy, and the other is lifeless, like an old man in his dying years.

"Would you like to go out?"

Ye Long stared blankly, as if he didn't understand what he said.

"I ask you, do you want to live?"

Ye Long looked at him, then at the people standing beside him, and shook his head.

"Why don't you want to?"

Ye Long was a little impatient, his legs trembled violently, his hands also began to tremble, and he muttered, this crazy look was very much like a madman.

"He has a problem." Wen Qianhe said to the guard next to him.

"What's wrong?" The guard turned his gaze back to Ye Long.

"He's having a drug addiction."

Ye Long finally couldn't restrain his mania, and roared like a madman. It was the first time for Wen Qianhe to see the drug addict in real life, and he was stunned for a moment, completely frightened.

The experienced guard held down Ye Long and shouted, "Get out and call someone."

"Okay, okay," Wen Qianhe slipped on his feet and ran out staggeringly.

The first meeting with the parties ended in such an unpleasant way.

Ye Long is a minor, and the place of detention is different from other people, and the treatment he receives is also different. In fact, if the argument is proper, there is a high probability that he will not be sentenced to death, and may even be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment.

Ye Long smoked drugs and gave him another possibility. He had sold and transported them before, and he had a lot of information about this in his hands.

So now the people above are going to kill him.

But Ye Long himself has no desire to survive.

Wen Qianhe didn't go home for several days, but went to the place where Ye Long lived and visited the neighbors.

But when most people hear this name, they will look disgusted and keep silent, like a plague that everyone can't avoid.

"Poison Ghost", "Bad Child", "Murderer", "Wild Child"...

There is no decent title, all slanderous words.It has an extremely bad reputation.

Wen Qianhe was squatting beside a ditch. Ye Long's original family lived in the Northwest Vegetable Market. It was noisy, dirty, and crowded. His family lived on the second floor of a dilapidated building that was about to be demolished.

The iron railings are rusted and peeled off, and it looks like it hasn't been lived in for a long time.There will be a creaking sound when stepping on the floor, as if it is about to collapse in the next second, and the air is filled with the smell of decay.

After staying for a long time, I feel depressed, bored and dizzy.

A ball rolled in front of him, Wen Qianhe reached out and held it down.

"Big brother, the ball is mine." A boy about seven or eight years old stood in front of him and said confidently.

Originally, the cry of big brother was very comfortable, but the tone was too harsh.

"I can give it to you, but you answer me a question."

The little boy couldn't take his eyes off the ball, "Quickly ask, quickly ask, dinner will be served at my house soon."

"Do you know a big brother named Ye Long? He looks like this." Wen Qianhe took out a photo from his pocket.

"Brother Ye, you mean, he often buys me something to eat. If someone bullies me, he will help me. I'm happy to play with him. But I haven't seen him now, big brother, do you know where he went? ?”

"You often play with him, doesn't your family tell you?" People here feel like they have seen a ghost when they hear the name.

"We have a good relationship. My mother often asks my brother to eat. Every time my brother comes, the family will cook a lot of delicious food." After the little boy finished speaking, his eyes lit up.

Children can't lie, Wen Qianhe immediately followed the boy to his house.

"Take my brother to your house. I know where your brother Ye is, but I have to tell your mother if you want to eat delicious food."

"Think, let's go," the little boy took the ball and galloped ahead.

Wen Qianhe squatted for a few days, and finally it was not in vain, and she got a little clue.

The little boy's home is the basement on the street. Most of the street sells vegetables. The first floor can be used for stalls. The next few steps are the basement. A worn-out wooden board is used as the door, and the window is a few new newspapers that have just been pasted. of.

At a glance, it can be predicted that the family will sleep in the water when it is windy and rainy.

"Mom, a brother is looking for you." The little boy stood on the stairs and shouted.

"Who is it?" A woman poked her head out.

"Hello." Wen Qianhe smiled.

"Are you looking for me?" The woman spoke the local dialect and could not speak Mandarin.

Wen Qianhe has only come here not long ago, so she can't fully understand the local dialect.

"Well," he slowly descended the stairs, the closer he got, the more he could see the dark and damp room, everything was old and dilapidated, only a brand new desk was out of place and particularly eye-catching.

"I heard from this kid that you have a good relationship with Ye Long, I think,"

"I don't know." When the woman heard Ye Long's name, her expression changed instantly, and she said viciously, "Go, I don't know you, let's go,"

"No, I just,"

"Go, go!"

"What's the matter, wife." Another man came out from the house.

"Get him away, he just touched me," the woman said nonsense.

Although the man didn't believe it, he still defended his wife and raised his fist, "Brat, what are you thinking!!"

Wen Qianhe retreated again and again and slipped away.

The little boy watched helplessly, and was pulled into the house, where it seemed inevitable that he would be scolded.

It's so difficult, this case is so difficult, it's the first time I have encountered such a huge problem.He took a taxi and prepared to go home. He closed his eyes and rested in the car, recalling the obstacles he had encountered in the past few days, and he was in a bad mood.

Suddenly the phone rang, it was still a strange call.

He knew who was calling.

"Hey,"

"Wen Qianhe, don't interfere, don't try to find out the world. Take care of your own life." A calm voice came from the phone.

"You openly threatened the lawyer handling the case, which constituted a crime."

"You are really interesting, just a kind reminder, where is the threat?"

"A kind reminder needs to be related to life?"

"I don't have time to talk about anything else. This is the last time to warn you. Your current behavior has already made me angry." The voice inside was slow and thick, and changed to become more ruthless.

Wen Qianhe didn't respond. He didn't find anything at first, and he couldn't do anything on his own. This place has obviously been dealt with in advance, and everyone seems to have made an agreement. Either the talk will change color, or directly Keep your mouth shut.

This power is really beyond the reach of his little lawyers.

The mayfly shakes the big tree, but it is powerless.

Wen Qianhe was like a deflated ball, her steps were a little heavy, she was really tired these few days, and the key point was nothing.

Back in the community, the sky was completely dark, covering the vast land with a hard and cold coat.

There was also drizzle in the air.

After walking a few steps, the hair was covered with a layer of tiny drops of water. Wen Qianhe had no time to take care of it, and just wanted to go home early, take a shower and rest.

When the key was inserted into the hole, he keenly noticed that there was movement in the house. Is there anyone in his house?

who?Didn't that person call just now? Didn't he say the last warning? Why did he come to his house again?What exactly do you want to do?

Wen Qianhe's heart was beating wildly, he didn't dare to turn the key, instead he knocked on the opposite door, wanting to see if Jiang Junxiu came back, he dare not go home now.The darkness magnifies the fear in my heart infinitely.

No one responded.Jiang Junxiu is still on a business trip.

With the key still in the hole, Wen Qianhe walked back to the door, took out the phone from his pocket, turned on the recording and put it in his pocket, and picked up the broom next to the door.

He turned the key slowly, as if time had frozen, and the lock opened with a click.

Pushing open the door suddenly, it was dark inside, and I couldn't see my fingers.

He was breathing disorderly, but he didn't dare to make too much noise, the muggy and hot air had already made him sweat.

With trembling hands, I turned on the light in the living room, and everything in the house was as it was.

It's because my nerves are too tense, there is no one at all.Wen Qianhe threw the broom aside, closed the door, and let out a long sigh of relief.

But within two steps, he suddenly felt someone approaching behind him, and he quickly grabbed the fruit knife on the table and stabbed it behind him.

"Zhou Tingyun!"

The wrist was grabbed by Zhou Tingyun, and both of them were obviously stunned.

Wen Qianhe's chest was heaving and unsteady, she was too scared just now, and she was tortured by this case for the past few days, and she was terrified at the slightest sign of trouble.

Unexpectedly, it was Zhou Tingyun, inexplicably, all that emerged in his heart was a sense of security.

"Qianhe, what's the matter with you?" Zhou Tingyun didn't dare to let go, fearing that he would mess around.

Wen Qianhe's face was ugly, "Let go of your hand."

"Not loose." Zhou Tingyun said firmly, "Qianhe,"

He pulled into his arms, Wen Qianhe was unprepared, the fruit knife slipped to the ground, made a crisp sound, and fell into his arms, "Don't dare to let go."

Wen Qianhe lay on his chest and slowly returned to normal, "We seem to have broken up."