Back to 1990. Criminal Investigation

"boom!"

The sound of the explosion pierced through the eardrums and hit the heart directly. Ding Chong suddenly opened his eyes, and then the world spun, and his ears buzzed.

Before he could figure out what was going on, a rough hand suddenly grabbed his neck. The hand was like iron tongs, firmly stuck on his neck, and he couldn't get rid of it even after struggling hard with his hands and pedals. With difficulty, the noise of the crowd gradually weakened, and his consciousness gradually dissipated. Before he completely lost consciousness, Ding Chong saw a pair of scarlet eyes, and the hatred in them seemed to swallow him alive.

"Captain, what are you doing?"

"Let go."

"..."

After a while of noise, the hands around his neck were gone, and his breathing was smooth. Ding Chong opened his mouth and inhaled heavily, and it took him a while to regain consciousness.

The crowd formed a wall, and countless pairs of eyes stared at Ding Chong and whispered. He lay in the wall, powerless, motionless like a dead fish, until he felt severe pain in his wrist, which pulled his head to look to the left.

Two young police officers in uniform pinned down a man and kept calling captain, captain. The man's scarlet eyes were like blazing fires, burning the two police officers to ashes. The young police officers had bulging veins on their necks. , the strength could not suppress the man, the police officer directly called out the man's name "Leng Jiucheng" in an attempt to wake up the captain who went crazy like a wild beast with his voice.

As soon as Leng Jiucheng moved, Ding Chong's left wrist hurt, and he looked down to see the handcuffs between the two wrists.

In order to relieve the pain, Ding Chong moved to the left and sat up with his right hand on the ground. Before he could sit still, Leng Jiucheng broke through the restraints of the police and rushed towards him. The hand in the handcuffs grabbed his neck again, staring at him with fire-breathing eyes, gnashing his teeth and saying: "Ding Chong, don't try to escape again, I don't want this life, I want to catch you, I can't catch us together To hell."

Leng Jiucheng was fast and powerful, Ding Chong had no chance to fight back, and the suffocation came again.

"Captain, what's the matter with you?" The young police officer pulled people away again with tears in his voice.

Ding Chong sat up and gasped for breath, and when his breathing was even, his eyes were filled with anger, and he pointed at Leng Jiucheng and shouted, "Who are you?"

Two police officers pressed Leng Jiucheng's shoulders and forced him to sit down. The two sat facing each other with their wrists handcuffed together. He stared at Ding Chong and sneered coldly, "Don't you know me? It's time for you to Get to know Leng Jiucheng, a criminal police officer in Jingchuan City."

Interpol?Cold Jiucheng?

Ding Chong searched quickly in his memory, but he couldn't find anyone named Leng Jiucheng at all. He was probably insane. The metal on his wrist was stuck in the skin and it hurt when he moved it. He was about to explode, "Leng your mother's head, hurry up and I open it."

Leng Jiucheng snorted coldly, "Don't dream, I will also arrest you if you escape to the underworld."

Underworld?Apprehended?The man was afraid that he was seriously ill, so Ding Chong looked towards the crowd, his innocent eyes sent a distress signal to them.

Someone received Ding Chong's signal, unscrewed the kettle he was carrying, and poured water on Leng Jiucheng's face.

Cold water poured straight down the top of his head into the skirt of his clothes, icy cold Jiu Cheng was shocked, he wiped the water on his forehead, raised his eyes to look at Ding Chong, after seeing Ding Chong's face clearly, his pupils dilated slightly, and the eyes were full of anger It turned into a huge shock.

The water-splashing crowd proudly said to the two police officers: "I saw him as an evil spirit. A bottle of water may not be able to drive away the evil spirit completely. You'd better take him to Mistress Wang on East Street to have a look."

"The police can still hit evil?"

"..."

The crowd of onlookers discussed in low voices.

Seeing that Leng Jiucheng was in a stable mood, the policeman let go of his hands to disperse the crowd. Another policeman cautiously reached into Leng Jiucheng's pocket, took out the handcuff key, and unfastened the handcuffs between the two wrists, smiling at Ding Chong. Said: "Xiao Ding, you just heard that my leader acted like that to you because of evil. The police can't kill people. I apologize to you on his behalf. Don't tell your parents when you get home."

"He's a policeman?" Ding Chong couldn't believe it.

The young police officer said to himself: "Of course, our captain."

Ding Chong sneered, "Crazy captain?" After speaking, he ran away quickly, out of the crowd, and the street scenery really came into view. Gray and white tube buildings stood on both sides of the street, and the clothes hanging in the corridor were only gray, blue, red and white Several monochromatic systems, wires criss-crossed above his head like an impenetrable net, the storefront on the first floor is extremely small, the light is dim, and the items placed at the entrance of the supermarket are extremely scarce. He realized that something was wrong, stopped and looked around. Where is this?

A basin of dirty water was splashed from the side of the road, and he subconsciously took a step away.

"Didn't you splash it on you?" Ding Chong heard the gentle female voice, and he turned his head following the voice. There was a thin woman standing on the side of the street, whose facial features and eyes were very familiar to him. Suddenly he stood there as if struck by lightning. Dumbfounded, he was speechless for a long time.

"Ah Chong?" Zhang Juan put down the washbasin and ran towards Ding Chong, "Why did school end so early today? I'm too busy in the morning, Mom hasn't had time to go home and cook, you go to the shop and wait."

Ding Chong raised his hand to touch Zhang Juan's face, the temperature from his fingertips was really warm, his mother had been dead for more than ten years, could it be a dream?

"Why are you in a daze? Hurry up, the customer is still waiting for me." Zhang Juan pushed Ding Chong into a hairdressing parlor, where the sign on the door said A Juan's haircut, and Zhang Juan left Ding Chong aside as she entered the shop, busy perming the client. head.

Ding Chongchu looked around at the door. The barber shop was small and the equipment was outdated. There was no TV stereo, only an old-fashioned tape recorder. There were photos of Andy Lau and Chow Yun-fat pasted on the edge of the mirror. .

Happy birthday to Ding Chong!

Chen Ling.

1990. 1, 25

This is a photo of Ding Chong's 17th birthday, which was included in Chen Ling's birthday gift. Ding Chong put the photo in his mother's shop without chasing stars. He sat down slowly holding the photo with words, remembering Suddenly, it came like a tide, and time turned into a movie, recording his life from 1990 to 2021.

The warm cheeks of his mother, the familiar barber shop, everything is real, which shows that this is not a dream. He was reborn in 1990. Although the memory of his previous life is incomplete, he is still very happy to be reborn.

Zhang Juan tidied the customer's hair, sent the customer out with a smile, turned around to pack up her things and prepared to close the shop, Ding Chong sat on a chair and watched his mother busy, the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter, "Mom!"

"Huh?" Zhang Juan stopped her movements and looked up at him.

"fine."

Zhang Juan stared at him and continued to pack her things.

"mom!"

Zhang Juan straightened up and twisted Ding Chong's arm, "You brat, is it itchy? Can't you see that I'm busy?"

"Mom, you are so pretty, the most beautiful woman in the world." Ding Chong smiled, but tears were in the corners of his eyes.

Unable to hide the joy in Zhang Juan's eyes, she mercilessly slapped Ding Chong on the back, "Tell me, how much do you want?"

"I don't want money." Ding Chong got up, took the towel in Zhang Juan's hand, folded it, put it in the towel cabinet, locked the store door and went home with Zhang Juan.

Ding Chong's room was backlit and narrow, and could only accommodate a bed, wardrobe and desk. He lay on the single bed, smelling the soapy smell from the bedding, and felt more at ease than ever before. The trivial things that he once dismissed as a teenager, after the washing of time, It has become even more precious, this dilapidated hut, with no famous bedding, has become shining brightly at this moment.

"Ding Chong!"

"Third Brother!"

A boy's powerful roar came from outside the courtyard door. Ding Chong pushed open the window. Three men and a woman leaned on the bicycle and waved at him. At a young age, he couldn't restrain his joy, and shouted loudly: "Wait a minute, I haven't eaten yet."

Zhang Juan brought noodles and put them on the table, "Where are you going to fool around during the lunch break? If you dare to skip class, be careful that your father interrupts you."

"I know, I will definitely study hard and get admitted to university, so I can win for you." Ding Chong sucked on the noodles, emptied the food in the bowl, and hurried out of the hospital with the food he hadn't finished chewing, stretching his arms. A few teenagers who hugged the door.

Five people rode three bicycles across the street like a gust of wind, turned into another street noisily, and unknowingly rode to the gate of the police station. Li Jingwei, who was riding at the front, slowed down and turned back and said: There is a note."

Ding Chong, who was on the back seat of the bicycle, turned his head to look over. The person standing at the gate of the police station was the one who wanted to strangle him just now.

Leng Jiucheng was wearing police pants and an ordinary white T-shirt on his upper body. He held a cigarette between his fingers but didn't smoke. The cigarette burned for a long time. Seeing that the ash was about to fall, he didn't respond. He stared at the distance and didn't know what to think. His facial features are exquisite, his jaw line is tight, and his temperament is incompatible with the people in this area. He is a standard handsome guy, but his eyes are too scary, especially when he looks at Ding Chong, he is cold and full of hatred, as if he would smash Ding Chong to ashes. I don’t know. I thought there was a feud between them.

The bicycle passed in front of Leng Jiucheng, and Ding Chong felt someone staring at him behind him. When he turned his head, he happened to meet Leng Jiucheng's sharp and cold eyes like a knife. Their eyes met each other. Ding Chong couldn't help but shuddered. Turn around and don't look at him anymore.

Wandering aimlessly until the end of the lunch break, only Ding Chong and Bai Ren walked into the campus among the five people. They returned to the classroom side by side and started the afternoon class. Fang Yuanyuan turned around and asked Ding Chong for advice. He patiently and kindly explained to her the idea of ​​solving the problem in detail, and only finished after confirming that she really understood.

Fang Yuanyuan turned around, and Bai Ren kicked Ding Chong's stool from behind, "Why do you have the patience to give Fang Yuanyuan a lecture? She is the dumbest girl in our class, and she can only understand after speaking at least twice. In the past, you would run away as soon as she turned around. Thousands of miles away from her, the sun came out from the west today?"

Ding Chong smiled: "It's not easy for her, let's help each other."

Bai Ren looked at him for a few seconds, and said meaningfully: "Ding Chong, you have changed."

Ding Chong rolled up his sleeves to the end, revealing the tattoo of the four people on his upper arm, and tapped his finger on the tattoo, "No matter how it changes, I will always be your third brother."

Bai Ren smiled, a layer of mist appeared in his clear eyes, and he repeated in a low voice: "Yong, Yuan, San, brother."

The class bell rings, the noisy classroom quiets down, the teacher bows his head to write the lesson plan, the students write hard, and the classroom is peaceful.

"Teacher, I have a stomachache and go to the bathroom." The abrupt girl's voice broke the tranquility of the classroom. The students raised their heads one after another. Fang Yuanyuan was standing by the podium, clutching her stomach in embarrassment. The teacher waved her hand, and she ran out quickly. The teacher's door, the sound of her running, kicking and running came from the corridor, the sound became smaller and smaller, and after a period of silence, there was a piercing scream, "Ah!"

The girl's frightened and sharp voice echoed in the empty corridor.

"It seems to be Fang Yuanyuan's voice."

"What's wrong with her? Don't you see a ghost?"

"......"

The students whispered and probed their brains, and the quiet class exploded.

The teacher knocked on the blackboard, "Be quiet, I'll go and see what's going on."

Before the teacher walked out of the classroom, Fang Yuanyuan's heart-piercing cry came from the corridor: "Kill...someone died."