God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

In the early morning of the next day, for the first time ever, two people who had always been at odds with each other in the police station actually appeared in the same car at the same time and left the police station!

"Captain Wen, did you sleep at Section Chief Yao's place last night?" Tong Si bit the bun, his little mouth glistening with oil.

"Yes." Wen Xichun admitted it without any concealment.

Tong Si got a mouthful of steamed stuffed bun stuck in his throat, choking him so much that he coughed, and sprayed out the stuffing while coughing.

"It's so dirty." Wen Xichun covered his mouth and bypassed him and went straight into the office.

Just entered the office, before the stool was warmed up, a small police officer poked his head in from the door: "Captain Wen, Deputy Director Yu asked you to go to his office."

Although the little police officer didn't say what it was, he could probably guess it.

Sure enough, his complexion has not been very good, and today the deputy director is like swallowing feces, sallow and sallow.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Xichun, sighed, and nodded his desk: "Sit down."

"You are looking for me because of my sister's affairs." Wen Xichun knew that Deputy Director Yu's speech would take a long time to prepare, so he just opened the door to meet him at the door to save him from being verbose.

Deputy Director Yu was stunned for a moment, rubbed his fingers, and said, "Then I'll just say it straight."

"Although I don't know exactly what happened? But? You should also read the comments on the Internet. Your sister's disappearance has been pointed at you. After our joint discussion, it is decided that you will be temporarily suspended. This case will Hand over to the serious crimes team to take over."

Although he had guessed it a long time ago, Wen Xichun couldn't help but feel a little disappointed after hearing what Deputy Director Yu said.

"Although I don't want to doubt you, but? I still want to hear? Hear? Your explanation. Regarding the rumor about you treating your sister... on the Internet, I always feel that you would not do such a thing with your character. After all, you Back then, I was able to beat up criminals for a little girl I didn’t know.”

Wen Xichun smiled: "Actually, I didn't know how to explain this matter five years ago, and I still don't know how to explain it now. I think that only by finding out the truth can I be cleared." Bar."

This remark made the deputy bureau confused, but he understood Wen Xichun's current mood, so he didn't continue to ask.

And now, Wen Xichun finally understood the sentence he saw on the title page when he first entered the book world:

What I saw with my own eyes? It's not real either.

It is not the truth that can be called the truth when you see it with your own eyes or hear it with your own ears. The truth is always hidden in details that are not easy to be noticed, and only a small number of people can see it.

Wen Xichun put the police card on the deputy bureau's desk, bowed to him, opened the door and walked out.

There are leaden gray clouds floating in the sky, as if they are about to be unable to bear the weight of the rainwater, and it will pour down in a second?

Wen Xichun was walking silently on the way to the cafeteria. Those colleagues who were particularly familiar with him and wanted to chat with him when they had nothing to do, now all made appointments and generally ignored him.

Yes, true or false, who can guarantee that they will be innocent.

He ordered a simple dish of vegetable rice, but it was really good. No appetite, tasteless, and the rice was sandwiched between the chopsticks.

"Team Wen? That's all you eat?" Tong Si came over with five dishes and two soups, plus a portion of corn porridge. He sat next to Wen Xichun, looking at his lunch that looked like baby food.

Wen Xichun was not in the mood to quarrel with him, so he gave a low "um" and continued to bury his head? Mechanically stuffing rice into his mouth.

Tong Si held a piece of thick braised pork between his hands, and shook it in front of Wen Xichun: "Do you want to add some protein to Team Wen?"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly felt a huge thrust, and then he fell to the ground together with the braised pork.

"Who am I rubbing against!" Tong Si yelled in dissatisfaction, and finally raised his head?——

The snow-white shirt wraps around the muscular waist, and the hair and hair are also meticulously done. In this place, he can't think of anyone other than Section Chief Yao who has such stinking privileges.

"Section Chief Yao! You accompany my meat!" Tong Si picked up the lump of braised pork from the ground, his mouth relentless.

But Yao Jingrong didn't even look? He glanced at him, and his eyes were full of Wen Xichun's figure.

"Why do you eat so much?"

Wen Xichun raised his eyes: "I don't eat like this all the time."

After listening to this, Tong Si couldn't help rubbing the goosebumps on his body: "Could it be that you two are also what I think?"

Just let him try his best to find a sense of existence, and the two of them ignore him.

Just to make fun of himself, Tong Si snorted coldly while holding his large plate of rations, and went to the serious crime team next door to find someone to share the table with.

"Unhappy? Did Deputy Director Yu tell you something?"

"Hmm." Wen Xichun lowered his head, "It said that my sister's case has been transferred to the Serious Crime Squad."

He really couldn't eat more, so he simply put down his chopsticks: "I'm going to the woods now."

In fact, Yao Jingrong is well aware of Wen Xichun's character, he must have been impatient to go if he really wanted to go last night, if he didn't want to face it, he wouldn't have dawdled until now?

"Since the bureau has given you a big holiday, why not go back to my house? Have a good rest and leave the case to us, and we will give you a satisfactory answer."

Wen Xichun didn't speak, staring blankly at the desktop wondering what he was thinking.

"How about this, if you are serious? If you want to do your part, I will take the information home and show it to you." Yao Jingrong gently rubbed Wen Xichun's hand, "I will promise you whatever you want. OK."

Wen Xichun chuckled, but the meaning of the laughter was unclear.

****

Since entering the police station, Wen Xichun has probably never been so idle. Staying in Yao Jingrong's [-]-square-meter flat floor, he feels even more idle.

When I turned on the TV, there was overwhelming information about the mysterious disappearance of the diary left by the girl. I couldn’t get in touch at all, and I didn’t see the body. Wen Xiyuan’s photos were almost plastered all over the streets and alleys.

It is too common to lose someone at the beginning of this year. What is not common is the reason behind the girl's disappearance.

That diary filled with strange things that never happened?

According to the development of the case at that time, the younger sister's body was later found in an abandoned pipeline in the woods, and the outside of the pipeline was covered with cardboard boxes, so it is difficult for ordinary people to associate with that place, or was there later? A cleaner wanted to pick up the cardboard boxes and sell them as waste, only to find his sister's body.

【Ding--】

The mobile phone suddenly received a notification of a short message.

Wen Xichun slowly took out his phone, and saw? It was a message from Yao Jingrong:

[I'm in the central shopping mall, what do you want to eat. 】

Originally it was just a common question, but Wen Xichun somehow felt that this sentence was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, and yes, he often saw it.

He wanted to reply "I don't have anything special to eat", but he stopped suddenly the moment his fingertips touched the screen.

What is this strong sense of déjà vu.

He looked at the phone screen, and his mind went blank for a moment.

【Are you busy?Why don't you reply to the message, can I call you? 】See? Wen Xichun didn't respond to the news for a long time, Yao Jingrong continued to ask tirelessly.

Wen Xichun hurriedly sent him a message, but suddenly grabbed his coat and put it on him in a hurry, opened the door and ran out.

Will that place still exist?If everything here is projecting reality, then that narrow alley, that dilapidated hut must also exist?

Wen Xichun hailed a taxi from the side of the road, and said to the driver based on his impression, "Go to Lin's house? Get NO.12."

The master driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror: "Young man, what are you doing there? Didn't you just listen? They said that it was going to be demolished soon?"

Wen Xichun clenched his fingers silently, the same as before, the past experience, the changes of the times, nothing has changed.

The taxi passed through the bustling and noisy, drove through the main city avenue, and gradually entered the suburbs with few lights and few people.

Both sides of the road are dilapidated old and dangerous buildings. A circle is painted with red paint on the wall, and the word "demolition" is written in the middle.Wen Xichun remembers this place. Because of the government’s policy, many people here became the second generation of demolition and bid farewell to poverty. I heard that everyone lost a lot of money at that time. Later, this place also developed very well, almost comparable to Downtown par.

The times are constantly advancing, and the speed of social development is extremely fast, but some people have never been able to keep up with this pace of advancement, so they have been forgotten in the distant past.

Just like my sister's case, even though the period for public prosecution has not expired, many police officers are unwilling to take over the mess because the evidence has been destroyed in many cases, so it has been delayed for six years? , when the name "Wen Xiyuan" is mentioned again, everyone has to think for a while before remembering:

"Oh, you said the missing little girl."

He also didn't care about her ending. Time eventually completely erased the traces of her past existence.

The taxi probably ran for nearly four or ten minutes before finally arriving at the destination, and it was already completely dark.

Yao Jingrong, who came home early, made countless phone calls along the way. He was so anxious that he wished he could grow his wings and fly over. Although Wen Xichun told him not to come over, as a person who also lived here for six years? For a person who has lived for a long time, I am afraid that no matter how complicated the route is, he has already engraved it in his mind.

The night is dark and heavy. Compared with the city, the night sky in the suburbs can still see stars. And the familiar and frightening alley still stands here, but it has lost its original excitement. Because of the demolition, here The people in the alley have also moved out one after another, only a small window at the end of the alley seems to be still lit with a faint light.

Wen Xichun took a deep breath, walked slowly across the oil-stained stone brick floor, and walked towards the hut with strange lights.

On the old-fashioned green iron gate, there is still a door plate made by my sister, which is pasted with colored resin mud:

【Brother, mother and me. 】

This is what Wen Xiyuan brought back from her handicraft class at school when she was 12 years old.

This girl has a habit, no matter whether it is doing handicrafts or writing essays, when it comes to family members, "brother" will always be in the first place.

Looking at the house plate whose color could not be seen for a long time, the past flooded into my heart for a while.If it hadn't been for that accident, the family must still be living together in harmony now.

He gently touched the old-fashioned brass lock attached to the door, found the magic weapon for unlocking the iron wire, and poked it in.

"Batt", the keyhole opened.

Opening the door, a smell of old dust came to the nostrils, as if no one had set foot here for a long time.

It is true that after my sister disappeared, my mother rarely stayed home. She quit her job and walked around the streets and alleys with leaflets every day, never going home at night. Hit the floor, even if it's a tiny hope, she doesn't want to miss it.

Compared to her mother, she seemed very cold-blooded when she went to school as if nothing happened after her sister disappeared.

It's just that life still has to go on, and it must go on.

At that time, my mother left in a hurry, and the lights in the house were not turned off in time.

Everything is the same as before, even the furnishings in the house are not bad at all.

Wen Xichun came to his sister's room, turned on the light, and looked at the familiar scene inside——

There was a group photo of himself and his sister on the old but clean study table. There was a small gap in one corner of the photo frame. Looking at it, Wen Xichun unconsciously smiled.

He still remembered the gap in the photo frame. It was when his younger sister quarreled with his mother and accidentally knocked the photo frame off the table? It broke a corner.

As for the reason for the quarrel...

It seemed that the well-behaved and sensible Wen Xiyuan had such a fierce dispute with her mother for the first time, and the reason for the dispute was because of herself.