When Nan Zeyu left the police station, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. Pedestrians and vehicles on the road came and went, people seemed to be rushing home to celebrate New Year's Eve, and no one would have thought that on this day, someone would pass away forever.

Nan Zeyu is not the kind of person who will be sad, but he himself can't tell why his mood has become bad. Tao Wutian's death was like an alarm clock suddenly ringing, reminding him of the impermanence of life and death.

Nan Zeyu tiredly leaned on the driver's seat for a moment, and then dialed Tao's mobile phone. "Where are you?"

"At home. ”

"Where's the white lotus?"

"She's at home, and Sui Qingliu is too. ”

"Jiaojiao hasn't come back yet?"

"Jiaojiao has a notice today that she will come back later, Xiao Xie called and said that she would be sent back. ”

Nan Zeyu could hear that Tao's voice was obviously lower than usual, and he rubbed his temples, "Go to the old place, you take a taxi by yourself, I'll be there in about half an hour." ”

Half an hour later, Nan Zeyu's car stopped downstairs in the "Matsunosato", and as usual, he walked directly into the "Cloud Gate" box after entering the door.

As soon as he entered the box, Tao couldn't stand up immediately.

Nan Zeyu instructed the waiter: "A pot of bamboo leaf green." Then, he couldn't say to Tao, "Sit down." ”

After the waiter closed the door and left, Nan Zeyu took out a folded piece of paper from his arms. "You should know about Tao Wutian, right?"

"Got it. Tao Fu's eyes were a little swollen, apparently crying.

Nan Zeyu nodded, and then remembered that the other party couldn't see it. "He left a suicide note, did Bai He tell you?"

"Yes, but Bai He said that the police would check something first, and didn't show her. Tao's voice choked slightly, and he tried his best to keep his composure, "Have you seen it?"

"They took the originals and wanted to check their fingerprints, but I asked them to take a picture and print a copy. As he spoke, Nan Zeyu spread out the paper and read it aloud quickly.

Nan Zeyu's tone was steady, and he read it almost without emotion, but Tao Bu still shed tears, especially when Nan Zeyu read "I really hope to go back to before 1985", Tao Bu grabbed his shirt even more, trembling as if he would fall down at any time.

After Nan Zeyu finished reading the suicide note, he gently "coughed", "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

"Good. Tao couldn't reply with a crying voice.

As soon as Nan Zeyu closed the door, Tao's heart-rending cry sounded in the box.

Nan Zeyu stood at the door, looking at the Chinese characters and auspicious clouds dancing on the door of the box with a gloomy face, and fell into deep thought.

It wasn't until Tao's crying gradually weakened that Nan Zeyu "coughed" again and pushed open the door of the box.

As soon as he heard someone coming in, Tao couldn't immediately sit up straight and lowered his hands that were originally covering his face. Then, as if remembering something, he quickly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

As soon as Nan Zeyu sat down, the waiter knocked on the door. He saw the waiter put down the tea tray and said, "Go out, I'll come by myself." ”

When only the two of them were left in the box, he said slowly: "I have carefully looked at the scene, and I can basically conclude that Tao Wutian committed suicide." ”

"But...... I don't understand. Tao couldn't say bitterly, "I was very happy to hear his voice when I was eating the other day, why so suddenly!"

"I don't understand either. "But judging from the details of the scene, it is unlikely that it was murder." He took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff, "The window of his room is closed and cannot be opened from the outside; the key to his room is only owned by the nurse of the nursing home except for himself; and the surveillance video shows that at about 11:30 p.m. yesterday, the nurse sent Tao Wutian back to the room and never went in again." ”

"The second child has not been out of the room for more than ten hours in a row, and no one cares?" Tao couldn't ask angrily.

"We've all asked about the caregivers who have been in contact with him. Tao Wutian usually has a strange temper, often not eating and resting on time, and the nurses have long been used to it. In addition, according to the nurse who sent him back to his room yesterday, he made it clear that he didn't want to eat dinner, he wanted to sleep, and asked the nurse not to disturb him. After Nan Zeyu took two puffs of cigarette, he continued, "Then, others can't enter Tao Wutian's room, which is enough to explain the problem." In addition, the knife he used was bought a few months ago, and there was an invoice for Bai He's purchase at the stationery store in the drawer, as well as a carving knife, plasticine, sandpaper, etc. I took a look and the purchase time was September 18. ”

"I ...... more than three months ago," Tao muttered to himself.

"Of course, we can't say that he must have bought a knife to commit suicide, after all, he carved a gift for Jiaojiao. Nan Zeyu sighed, picked up Jianzhan, and took a sip.

Tao couldn't be silent for a while, then slowly asked, "What is the second child wearing...... What clothes?"

"It's just the clothes you usually wear. Oh yes, it's a police T-shirt. Nan Zeyu asked a little inexplicably, "Is this important?"

Tao couldn't say with a desolate expression: "It seems that he is really iron-hearted." ”

"Why do you say that?"

"You may not have noticed, the dick hasn't worn a police t-shirt and shirt for a long time. In the past, the second child had always been proud of being a police officer, and he ...... When there is no accident, even on weekends and holidays, they wear police uniforms. I used to joke with him and ask him when he would be willing not to wear a police uniform, and he said that he would wear it even if he died. I joked with him, what if there was a special reason why he couldn't wear a police uniform? He said no, it was really special, and he had to wear a police T-shirt or a shirt. ”

Nan Zeyu was stunned for a moment, "Then why does he have to wear short sleeves?"

"I put the long-sleeved police shirt and police uniform at home, and in February, when he lived in the good house, I specially asked Bai He not to bring these clothes, for fear that the second child would feel uncomfortable when he saw it. Tao couldn't say sadly, "I didn't think he still secretly left a short-sleeved T-shirt." ”

Nan Zeyu put down the lamp and lit a second cigarette. "What does the year 1985 mean when Tao Wutianxin mentions it?"

"In 1985, my third brother passed away, and my second brother has always been very concerned about this matter. Tao couldn't seem reluctant to talk about it, and he hurriedly diverted the subject, "I know that in every way, the second child looks like a ...... suicidal, but I don't think he had to do it. ”

Nan Zeyu heard the hidden message behind Tao Wutian's words, and he sneered, "You want to say that if Tao Wutian wants to commit suicide, he should do it in 2003, right?"

Tao couldn't hurriedly say, "I didn't mean that either...... Alas. Young master, you know, he lost his legs in a car explosion in 03, and after that, he couldn't be a policeman. This incident hit him hard. ”

But when he was 03 years old, he didn't choose to commit suicide. Nan Zeyu said with a slight sneer, "At least, at that time, he was still very strong." ”

"Yes, that didn't bring him down. So I don't understand why the second child suddenly chose ......" Tao's head hung deeply.

Nan Zeyu took a puff of his cigarette. He looked at the curling smoke and suddenly asked, "What if someone intimidated him or stimulated him?" ”

Tao couldn't raise his head suddenly, and a pair of cloudy eyes seemed to release anger. "Who would be so bold?"

"It's not hard to find. Nan Zeyu said, "Tao Wutian doesn't have many visitors, not to mention, he has only lived in Shanjia for less than a year. He glanced at his watch, "It's a bit late today, I guess they won't be able to give me the results until tomorrow." ”

"Can you urge them?" Tao couldn't muster up the courage to say, "Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and I'm afraid I won't be able to find anyone to do anything." ”

Nan Zeyu was displeased, but still made a call to Bo Peng.

A few minutes later, Nan Zeyu received a message, which he quickly skimmed through. He was so quiet that Tao couldn't be a little anxious, "Young Master, have you found anything?"

"I'm watching. Nan Zeyu couldn't help frowning, "Except for Bai He and you, there are a total of eight visitors." These eight visitors have only visited once, and among them, there is actually Wan Guohou. ”

"Master Hou?" Tao said in surprise, "When is it?"

"September 21. ”

"Oh, that was after Bai He bought a utility knife, probably a coincidence. Tao couldn't say, "I remember, Bai He told me once, saying that she met Hou Ye by chance at Shanjia, and also said that Hou Ye helped push the wheelchair, which was very polite." ”

"Is that September 21st?" asked Nan Zeyu.

"I'm not sure, you can ask her again. However, I don't think she can remember either, who usually remembers these things?" In fact, the contours of his face are quite similar to Tao Wutian, but he looks a little older.

Nan Zeyu pressed his cigarette into the ashtray, "September 21st, just a week after Wan Guohou held his first crown banquet, right?"

"I don't remember when he had a banquet. Tao couldn't say, "I just remember that it was in September." ”

"He was at the banquet on September 13th. Nan Zeyu said, "I remember it very clearly, and there will be no mistake." ”

Tao couldn't really ask why Nan Zeyu was so sure, but he swallowed back the words to his lips. He heard a strange meaning from Nan Zeyu's categorical answer, and he instinctively felt that it was better not to ask.

"Forget it, let's not talk about Wanguohou for now. I called you over today, and there is one more thing, I plan to go back to the neon country during the Chinese New Year, do you want to go with you?"

Tao couldn't be surprised, "Did the president summon me?"

"Not really. Nan Zeyu smiled lazily, "I'll just ask you by the way." ”

"Well, the Chinese New Year is in February, didn't we say before, I'll go to New York with Bai He to see if I can cure my eyes. Tao's inarticulate tone was very humble.

"Oh, yes, how did I forget about this?" Nan Zeyu laughed, "It's the Hou Ye who pulls the strings, right?" Okay, you better treat your eyes first, this matter is more important." He stood up, "You tell the waiter to settle the bill, and I'll go to the bathroom again." ”

When Nan Zeyu walked out of the bathroom, he found that there were already many guests dining in the hall, and he glanced at his watch, it was half past six. On stage, Kabuki was performing, and the sound of the shamisen made him feel so familiar that he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Nan Zeyu suddenly found that these kabuki were very familiar, and he was a little puzzled, so he silently leaned against the wall and observed carefully for a while.

"That's not wrong, the leader is none other than Masao Kirihara. The more Nan Zeyu looked, the more nervous he became, "How can these people appear in Gao Jin's shop and still perform?" He quickly returned to the box and said to Tao, "You wait for me here, I have something to do temporarily, and I'll be back soon." ”

After the explanation, Nan Zeyu returned to the hall. Fortunately, the show was already coming to an end, and as soon as he waited for the cherry blossom-shaped pieces of paper to fall on the ceiling, he hurried to the side of the stage.

When Masao Kirihara saw Minami Zeyu, he walked down unhurriedly.

"Kirihara. Nan Zeyu lowered his voice and said, "It's been a long time." ”

Kirihara Masao half-covered his face with a fan and said softly, "Which box are you in?" I'll look for you after removing my makeup. ”

"The Gate of the Clouds. After Nan Zeyu finished speaking, he turned around and left. He had a lot of questions he wanted to ask Kirihara, but he knew that as a hall chief, it was not appropriate to talk to a kabuki for too long in public.

About fifteen minutes later, Kirihara knocked on the door of the "Cloud Gate". When he saw that Tao couldn't, he subconsciously stopped.

"Come in. Nan Zeyu said, "Let me introduce, this is Tao Fu, my father-in-law, is our own person, you can speak Japanese." Then, he couldn't say to Tao, "This is my old friend Kirihara, I haven't seen him for several years, and I can't imagine that he will also come to China." ”

Tao couldn't stand up in a hurry, "First meeting!" he bowed vigorously.

After Kirihara returned the salute, he found that the other party couldn't see it. He smiled bitterly at Nan Zeyu, and then knelt down and sat down.

"When did you get here?" asked Nan Zeyu bluntly.

"It didn't take long, just over a month. Kirihara replied.

"Father didn't tell me you were coming. Seeing his old friend, Nan Zeyu was a little happy, but a little dissatisfied, "I just talked to him on the phone a few days ago." ”

"That's right, young master. Kirihara cautiously said, "The president didn't give us a specific task, he just asked us to hide as kabuki at this Japanese restaurant. ”

"That's right......," Nan Zeyu said disappointedly, "I thought my father asked you to help me." ”

"The president has always been very satisfied with the work of the young master, and he doesn't need us clumsy people to help. Kirihara smiled, "Besides, if the young master really needs us, we don't need the president's orders, we should do it ourselves." ”

Nan Zeyu could hear that the other party was complimenting him, and he was reluctant to talk about a specific plan of action. He paused and patted Kirihara on the shoulder, "It's been a long time since I've drunk soju, and today we won't get drunk and won't return." ”