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A red Porsche sports car turned around the intersection at a high speed, and stopped at the gate of the police station with a sudden brake. The tires kicked up dust on the ground.

A young man wearing a high-end brand name got out of the car, raised his foot and kicked the car door back, and threw the car keys to the security guard who drove out after hearing the sound: "Xiao Wu, park the car."

The young master, who was used to someone parking his car, didn't care whether there was parking in the security work. He patted the security guard on the shoulder and said hard work, so he walked into the police station through the security room.

"Mr. Xia? Come to Team Xia."

The female police officer who happened to pass by the lobby on the first floor saw him and immediately went up to him and asked.

He took off his sunglasses, revealing a handsome face that was too young and tended to be immature, as if he was still a big boy who had just reached the weak crown.

He smiled at the policewoman with his brilliant white teeth: "My brother is in the office?"

"Captain Xia hasn't come yet, why don't you go to his office and wait for a while"

"Want to have."

He trotted upstairs with his hands in his pockets, and heard the female police officer shouting from downstairs: "Captain Xia's office has been moved to the fifth floor. Turn right on the fifth floor and walk to the end."

"OK!"

The office of the re-inspection team seemed to have been kicked, and it bounced inward with a whoosh, startling Ren Erdong and Li Zhiming who were sitting at the long table having breakfast.

"Huh? This is a broken place."

Ren Erdong put down the soy milk and hurriedly walked towards him: "What are you doing here?"

Xia Hang walked in, pointed around the office with his sunglasses legs, and said disgustedly: "Brother Dadong, why did my brother move to this crappy place, it is worse than our servant's room."

Ren Erdong closed the door and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, the White House in the United States is not as good as your servant's room. Why are you here? Looking for your brother?"

Xia Hang looked around, saw Xia Bingyang's dolls and potted plants on the desk by the window, walked over and sat down, put his feet on the edge of the table, stretched his waist and said, "Yes, I haven't seen my brother for a few days, my dad told him to go home for dinner and he didn't go back, and he didn't answer my calls, so I came here. My brother hasn't come yet?"

Ren Erdong poured a glass of water and put it in front of him, sat down on the edge of the table, looked at his watch and said, "Hurry up, he will step on it soon. Drink some water."

Xia Hang frowned: "The water in your unit hurts your throat. I took a sip last time and felt uncomfortable all day."

Ren Erdong stretched out his hand to flick his forehead, and scolded with a smile: "Little bastard, I'll give you the water in the pond all day long!".

Xia Hang dodged it with a smile, pulled his hand off again, and smacked his tongue: "Brother Dadong, why do you still wear this watch? It's outdated. You wear mine, and mine matches your temperament."

Speaking of taking off his watch, he was about to buckle it on Ren Erdong's wrist. Ren Erdong quickly pulled his hand back: "Calm down, young master, calm down. I'm a pariah, and I don't deserve to wear a villa on my body."

"Oh, try it, you really look good in this—"

"If you do this again, I'll call someone out, Master Zhi!"

Li Zhiming turned his back to them and calmly tore open a fried dough stick.

With a bang, the door was pushed open, and Xia Bingyang strode in. Seeing Xia Hang and Ren Erdong fighting, his expression immediately turned cold.

Seeing him, Xia Hang immediately let go of Ren Erdong's hand and stopped making trouble.

Xia Bingyang raised his chin at him: "Stand up."

Xia Hang quickly stood up, wiped the edge of the table with his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are here."

Ren Erdong clutched his wrist and said miserably: "Who cares about your brother, if you insist on giving me a flat, you can't stop it."

Xia Bingyang opened the chair and sat down, slapped the documents in his hand on the table, and said coldly: "Show yourself that you are rich?"

Xia Hang scratched the back of his head and muttered in a low voice: "I was just joking with Brother Dadong."

Xia Bingyang picked up a pen from the pen holder, took off the cap, pointed the pen tip out of the window, and said, "Next time you park your car in front of the police station, I will have your car towed to the traffic police team."

After speaking, he quickly signed his name on the document, and handed the document to Ren Erdong, "Send it to the evidence room."

"what?"

"Replenishment procedures."

Ren Erdong winked at Xia Hang, took the documents and left.

Xia Bingyang added some water to the kettle, stood by the window and sprayed water on the leaves of several pots of green plants on the window sill, and said, "What are you doing here so early in the morning? I have nothing to do?"

Xia Hang dragged a chair and sat down across from his desk, looked at him with his hands on his cheeks and said with a smile, "I just miss you, come and see you."

Xia Bingyang put down the kettle, took down a half-assembled model villa on the windowsill and put it on the table, and continued to build the roof of the castle, saying in a cold tone, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I just miss you. You don't go home for dinner, and you always don't answer my calls. I haven't seen you for half a month."

Xia Hang lay on the table, picked up one of the colorful parts and handed it to Xia Bingyang: "This, this, this yellow one."

Xia Bingyang caught it, placed it on the top of the hut, looked up at him, and said, "Whenever you talk to me straight to the point, I will answer your call every time."

Xia Hang could understand the subtext of his words, pretending to be serious, and said, "Brother, I actually have something to do with you."

Xia Bingyang lowered his head and concentrated on making the model, without looking at him, he let out a casual 'hmm'.

Xia Hang scratched his hair, with a gloomy expression on his face: "Dad asked me to do an internship in the company and work as an assistant to an old menopausal man. He suspended all my cards and threatened me. I was thrown into a factory as a worker."

Xia Bingyang said lightly: "Then are you an assistant or a worker now?"

"Of course I'm an assistant, but I don't want to be an intern, an assistant, or a worker. My parents are forcing me!"

Xia Bingyang looked up at him lazily, with a sneer on his lips: "Then what do you want to do? Be a policeman like me?"

Xia Hang's eyes lit up: "It's not impossible, bro—"

Xia Bingyang said: "Shut up."

Xia Hang immediately closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Xia Bingyang glanced at him vigorously, and continued to build the roof: "You are different from me, you are the successor from birth, your parents spent so much money and painstaking efforts to train you, not to let you be a fool waiting to die A rich second generation who has nothing to do. You can be a rich second generation, as long as you think highly of yourself."

"But I'm not that material. I'm like an idiot in high-level meetings. I can't understand. They force me to speak. It's annoying."

Xia Bingyang said: "Then you will work as a worker in the workshop."

Xia Hang was wronged: "Brother, you don't even encourage me."

Xia Bingyang smiled lightly: "Since you are asking for encouragement from me, it seems that you know exactly what you should do." Then he knocked on the dial of his watch: "I have a meeting in 10 minutes, which is also something you don't understand, then you are Stay and continue to bother me, or go back to the company for your meeting?"

Xia Hang grabbed his hand and looked at him earnestly: "Brother, let me stay with you for a while."

Xia Bingyang withdrew his hand, raised his chin toward the door, and said concisely and forcefully, "Get lost."

Xia Hang walked away with his head drooping.

After a while Ren Erdong and Lou Yue opened the door and came in, Ren Erdong said: "Yo, Master Xia is gone?"

Xia Bingyang said: "You don't tease him from now on, he's 20 years old, he doesn't look like an adult at all."

"It's not your fault."

Xia Bingyang put down the parts in his hand, raised his head and looked at Ren Erdong inexplicably: "Blame me?"

Ren Erdong said: "Xiaohang is actually very mature, but he looks like a child in front of you. There is no way, he accuses you, just like you are a brother accuser."

His precious half-brother, Pidao, is a brother-in-law, he has experienced this, but the second half of Ren Erdong's words made him feel even more inexplicable.

Xia Bingyang scolded: "You fucking made me a brother for me to control?"

Ren Erdong smirked: "Don't deny it, you are also a brother-controller."

"I am the boss in our family, who am I to accuse?"

"Who are you accusing, you don't know?"

"I don't even know, don't you know?"

"Of course I know."

Xia Bingyang stood up, picked up the coat on the back of the chair, and threw it on his shoulders, impatiently: "Then tell me clearly, who am I accusing?"

Ren Erdong's eyes were sticky and glistening, like a piece of rotten meat that attracts flies. He looked at Xia Bingyang with an ambiguous smile and said, "That's the one, the one named Ji."

Xia Bingyang's face became quiet, he was choked, and gradually turned from embarrassment into anger, cursing: "Look at the way you are struck by lightning today!"

He pushed hard on Ren Erdong's shoulder, and he left the office like a gust of wind.

Ren Erdong smiled at his back and said, "I'm not afraid of thunder strikes from the sky, Ren Erdong winds from east to west, from north to south! The name my old man gave me is not for nothing!"

Xia Bingyang slammed the door and left.

Li Zhiming didn't understand, so he said, "What's wrong with the team leader? Didn't he say that there is a meeting?"

Ren Erdong laughed and said: "Let's drive by ourselves, he went looking for a place to see things and think about people, so he has no time to talk to us."

Xia Bingyang drove out of the police station and called Ren Erdong on the way.

"Send the materials of Gong Haiqiang's case to my mobile phone."

Before Ren Erdong could speak, he cut off the phone.

Fuzhou County is now merged with two surrounding counties, called Fuyang New District.Xia Bingyang parked the car at the entrance of the alley and found Haiqiang dry goods store in the deep alley.

The door of the dry goods store was locked, Xia Bingyang knocked on the door twice, but there was no movement inside.

He called Luan Yunfeng. Luan Yunfeng said that she was not feeling well. She had a fever and a cold last night. She was getting medicine at the clinic and would go back soon.

Xia Bingyang squatted by the door smoking a cigarette while waiting, twenty minutes later, Luan Yunfeng came back.She seemed to have aged ten years in the past few days, with bowed waist and slumped back, sloppy footsteps, her thin body was like a skeleton frame covered with clothes, and the whiteness of her temples had added a little more.

Xia Bingyang stepped forward to help her, and took the big and small bags from her hand.

Back at the dry goods store, Luan Yunfeng sat behind the counter with a weary face and no energy, but she still insisted on asking Xia Bingyang if she had made any progress.

Xia Bingyang asked her trivial questions, while looking through her medicine bag, she saw that she only bought a plate of anti-inflammatory tablets and a few bags of cold medicine, and did not buy any real medicine for curing the disease.

Xia Bingyang frowned and said, "Are you so sick? Just take these two medicines?"

Holding a cup of hot water, Luan Yunfeng said, "It's fine, just rest for two days. Police officer, how is your investigation going?"

Xia Bingyang didn't answer her question directly. After looking around in the dry goods store, he naturally understood that her savings were in a hurry.In fact, her own expenses are not large, but she has been appealing for so many years, and it is a huge expense for her to hire a lawyer and legal fees.No wonder she didn't even dare to take medicine in order to save money to appeal for her husband again.

It was Xia Bingyang's appearance that gave her hope, and she regarded the trial after trial as the meaning of the rest of her life.

"I have read the complete case file and am communicating with the police who handled the case. If you think of any details, please let me know in time."

Xia Bingyang paused for a moment after speaking, hesitant to speak.

Luan Yunfeng looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Xia Bingyang shook his head and smiled, feeling that it was absurd for him to come this time, but he has come all the time, and he has to give it a try, so he took out his mobile phone and found Ji Zheng's photo.

"Do you have any impression of this person?"

He put the mobile phone in front of Luan Yunfeng, and added with concern: "He should have come to look for you six years ago."

Luan Yunfeng put on reading glasses, carefully looked at Ji Zheng's photo, shook her head and said, "I haven't seen it before, how do you know he is..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she brought the phone closer, held her glasses and said, "Oh, I seem to remember, is the surname Ji?"

Xia Bingyang's heart was about to jump out. Hearing that she had seen Ji Zheng, he hurriedly said, "That's right, his surname is Ji. Has he come to look for you?"

"Yes, but it's been several years."

"When?"

Luan Yunfeng put down the phone, touched her temples with her fingers and thought for a while, then suddenly got up and walked to the back room.

Xia Bingyang followed her closely, watching her open the closet, take out a cardboard box from the bottom floor, put the cardboard box on the ground, and open it layer by layer, revealing the old items inside.

"As soon as you said that, I remembered. Four months after my husband died, a man came to the store to look for me. He didn't say anything, just asked me if my name was Luan Yunfeng. Then he bought some dried fruit and left , Before he left, he wrote a few words on the calendar, and gave me some money, telling me to keep that calendar, saying that someone would come to pick it up soon."

She took out photo albums, seals, account books and other things from the cardboard box one after another, and finally took out an old-fashioned palm-sized calendar at the bottom of the box.

"He said a lot of strange things, so I got a little impression of him. He gave me some more money, and I kept the calendar as he said. Here, this is it."

Xia Bingyang squatted down and caught the yellowed calendar, feeling extremely heavy in his hand.

"You turn back, and he wrote on the cornered page."

Xia Bingyang turned to the folded page, and saw Ji Zheng's notes written on the yellowed paper - I will wait for you in the 718 power distribution room, Ji Zhengliu.

而这张日历的日期，就是2012年7月17号。纪征在日期后面写下了留字的详细时间——早上8点12分。

That is to say, today, six years ago, four hours ago, Ji Zheng went to Haiqiang dry goods store as scheduled, and asked Luan Yunfeng to confirm his existence, and left his own notes on the calendar.

The 'personal evidence' and 'physical evidence' are all available, now Xia Bingyang has no reason to question the authenticity of what Ji Zheng said.

Ji Zheng was really six years ago.

"I've almost forgotten about it for so many years. You are the one he's waiting for? Then take the things away."

Luan Yunfeng said.

Xia Bingyang only tore off the sheet with Ji Zheng's writing on it, folded it and put it in his shirt pocket, buried his head for a moment, and asked Luan Yunfeng, "Is there a power distribution room in Section 718?"