"As far as I know, when you were in the Beijiang Evening News, you were considered by your colleagues to be on the same line as Qu Changguo. If it is really him who wrote a report letter to frame you, and you have no contradictions, then there is another possibility: some of your actions have touched his interests, and they are important interests. That's why he'll stop you at all costs. ”

Luo Yuchen's analysis made Xiangbei fall into contemplation again.

His words are not unreasonable, for Qu Changguo, he should use conventional thinking to analyze, after all, everything he does belongs to the category of rational thinking. However, what made Qu Changguo "kill himself"?

Xiang Bei thought about what happened before and after that time, and suddenly thought of one thing - could it be related to the investigation and interview in Luohe Village?

"How is that possible?" said to himself.

"What do you mean?" Luo Yuchen didn't understand what he was talking about.

"Team Luo, do you remember the Luohe Village incident back then?" reminded Xiang Bei.

"Of course, I remember that we met in that report. To be honest, it took me a lot of time. ”

"After the interview in Luohe Village, colleagues from the unit had a dinner, and Qu Changguo said a word to me. Xiang Bei recalls the experience at that time.

"What?"

He said that the matter in Luohe Village should not be investigated again, and there will be no good results if the investigation continues. At the time, I thought it was a drink talk, but I didn't take it seriously. Later, I continued to pursue the truth, but every time I approached the truth, I encountered resistance and danger. Speaking of this, Xiang Bei thought of another person, Luo Jingchen.

Although this person told him a lot before he died, some doubts have not been solved, such as who he told him every time he tipped off the news, why every time he went to Luohe Village, he knew everything about it, and even when they met for the first time, he knew exactly where he and Luo Fangyi came from.

Before Luo Jingchen died, he took all the responsibility on himself, but many things didn't make sense, such as those report letters. How could Luo Jingchen know the inside story of so many newspapers? For so many days, there has been no way to connect the two to the north. If...... If Qu Changguo is placed on this line, the causal logic of the two can naturally be established.

However, this is only speculation, because if you put a colleague from any newspaper on this line, the logical relationship can be established. So, the most important thing is to find evidence.

"Could this person who is making a stumbling block be Qu Changguo?" Luo Yuchen asked.

"Like, not like. Because the interview mission in Luohe Village was arranged by him. If he was afraid of me investigating, why did he send me to investigate at that time?"

This is the most unreasonable place in the whole logical chain, Xiang Bei has thought about it many times, and he still can't figure it out when he thinks that his headache has recurred many times. Because of this, although he had long been suspicious of Qu Changguo, he had never mentioned it to anyone.

"It's not clear, I'm afraid only he knows," Luo Yuchen analyzed, "Also, if he is really behind all this, then why did he do it, and what good is it for him?"

Luo Yuchen's thinking is very accurate, what is Qu Changguo's motive, how many of all the things he planned and participated in? whether his resignation, arrest and imprisonment, and the death of his wife and children have anything to do with him.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

All of this needs to be investigated. How to check?

Xiang Bei suddenly felt that if this person was really Qu Changguo, it would be really terrifying, but the person closest to him was the one who hurt him the most. He thought of Qu Changguo's strange eyes, he couldn't read or guess, but he felt full of sincerity and kindness. It's scary to think about!

"At the moment, it's all just speculation, and evidence is needed. Team Luo, can you do me a favor?" said Xiang Bei.

"What's the matter, you say. ”

"Can you investigate Luo Jingchen's call records? Especially who he contacted in the days of the Luohe Village incident. ”

This proposal to the north is good, and it is in the style of an old criminal investigator. If you find Luo Jingchen's call records, you can develop the connection between him and Beijiang Evening News. Well, it's a good idea, but it's not easy.

"I'm afraid this is difficult, not to mention that this case has been closed, even if it is to investigate the call records, it has been several years, and I am afraid it will be difficult to retrieve. Luo Yuchen looked embarrassed.

"You just have to find out if he has this number on the call. Xiangbei handed the phone to Luo Yuchen.

This is Qu Changguo's mobile phone number back then, and Xiangbei is still preserved to this day.

Luo Yuchen glanced at the number and the name of the address book.

"To the north, do you suspect that there is a connection between Luo Jingchen and Qu Changguo?"

"That's right, he's the biggest suspect. Of course, I'm just guessing and need to be verified. ”

"Okay, I'll find a way to find out the news for you!"

Luo Yuchen knew that it was difficult, and it was no longer possible for the technical department of the police station to transfer the call records from three or four years ago, and it was necessary to coordinate with network communication providers to provide data. This naturally involves the question of whether to go through official channels or personal channels.

Luo Yuchen felt that neither path was easy to take. Even then, he had to try. Seeing that there is a major breakthrough, it is impossible for him to give up halfway, this is not his Luo Yuchen style.

"Team Luo, thank you. "Xiang Bei's eyes are very sincere.

Seeing Xiang Bei's strange eyes, Luo Yuchen felt a little ridiculous, how could he look like a girl.

"We're all in the same boat, what's there to thank you for. You really want to thank me and find time to persuade my sister. This girl is too stubborn, and it's okay to use your words. ”

Even if Luo Yuchen didn't make this request, Xiangbei planned to talk to Luo Fangyi. It's just that he doesn't know how meaningful his words are.

By the end of their conversation, it was midnight. At this time, Hedong City had fallen asleep, and the night was like a quilt gently draped over the city.

The colorful cityscape lights on the office buildings, viaducts, and bridges across the river are still shining, as if to prove that you are also energetic at night.

Lights are intertwined with moonlight and starlight. At first glance, it looks like a wave candy that brings hope and dreams.

If you've ever seen the night on the sea, you'll understand that humans use colorful electricity to beautify cities, not just to light up the night, but to drive away fear.

Xiang Bei's heart has not become fearless because of these neon lights. After a person is infinitely close to death and difficulty, fear will always live in his heart, he feels very tired, why don't he stop when he is tired?

If they can live, who wants to risk their lives?

It was eleven or twelve o'clock when I returned home to the north. From the second floor of the community, you can clearly hear the crickets downstairs. Autumn is coming, a thin coat is not enough to keep out the cold, or the house is warm.

He crept into his room, the lights of the other roommates had gone out, and the harmonious snoring had begun at some point. Since his release from prison, even if his life is down, Xiangbei has always left habits that he has cultivated for many years, such as washing up before going to bed, reading books and meditating, and even taking reading notes.

Xiangbei has a special habit of reading, especially those of everyone. He loved to read about those noble souls, which allowed him to cleanse his soul and turn him into a saint in an instant. You know, a saint can maintain a calm, resolute and open-minded mind. No matter how uneven it is, at least you can continue to suppress yourself and not let the breath of handjob lust fill the whole room. That's dirty.

Xiang Bei has taught the fear of ghost pressing, and there is still a psychological shadow.

However, he was really tired this night, and not long after opening a book of poems,

The two eyelids began to fight.

Soon, Xiang Bei entered a dream-like scene, this scene was so familiar that he chuckled in his heart, could it be a ghost press again?

Xiangbei found himself out of bed, put on his coat, and went outside. The weather was so cold that he forgot to put on a piece of clothing! He unconsciously walked to a community, which was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Xiang Bei naturally took out an access card from his pocket, "Di", and the door opened. You know, isn't this the same neighborhood where you lived back then? That's right! Familiar buildings, familiar paths. It's just that the expressions of the neighbors are a little strange, and everyone doesn't seem to feel each other's presence, and everyone is smiling and immersed in their own world.

The community is colorful, like the New Year. However, no sound could be heard.

Xiang Bei subconsciously came to Building Five, the elevator came, he walked in a little stunned, and pressed the button on the eighth floor. The elevator door opened, and I walked out to the north, and turned right to my house. He pressed the doorbell on the top right.

"Ding-dong. ”

The doorbell was bought online when he moved north to this new home, and was glued to the entrance door while plugged into an indoor outlet. After so many years, it hasn't broken yet.

Why are you so nervous? Xiang Bei was a little apprehensive. After a while, the door opened, and it was Zhou Xuecen.

At this time, Xiangbei suddenly looked like a wronged child, tears rolling in his eyes.

"Wife ......"

Finally home, he loves this home.

"Shhhh His wife still spoke softly, as she did every time she greeted him.

"Well," Xiang Beiqiang held back his tears, walked into the house, changed his shoes, took off his coat, and looked at the whole room over and over again, carefully, he was afraid that he would forget, and he had to remember everything here.

"Wife, I miss you!" Xiang Bei hugged Zhou Xuecen and hugged him very tightly.

The pain, grievances, thoughts and sufferings of these years seem to have surged into my heart all at once. Xiangbei couldn't hold back his tears anymore, and he cried out loud and trembled.

"What's wrong? I haven't seen you like this when I came back from a business trip before, is there something wrong with work?" Zhou Xuecen stroked Xiangbei's hair like a mother caressing a child.

I don't know how long I cried, but Xiangbei gradually calmed down.

"Noyi is asleep?"

"Well, I've been waiting for you at home, just fell asleep five minutes ago. ”

Quietly came to the master bedroom to the north, Nuo Yi was already asleep, his whole body was lying on his stomach, one arm was half propped up, like when he was sleeping.

Maybe it was because Xiangbei's movement was too big, which woke up Nuoyi, he opened his eyes slightly, looked at the person in front of him with a curious gaze for a while, and suddenly showed a happy smile: "It's Dad, hehe, it's Dad." ”

"Well, it's Dad. Xiang Bei caressed Noichi's face. Still hug him tightly, little ghost, Daddy can't lose you anymore!

After a while, Noyi fell asleep again, with a smile on his face.

"Husband, it's time to eat. Zhou Xuecen said softly at the door.

Walking north to the table, there is beef noodles with a few green vegetables on top. He picked out a few noodles and stuffed them into his mouth. It's still a familiar taste.

"Thank you, wife. ”

Zhou Xuecen stood in the living room, with the living room light above his head. Maybe it's because of the lights, Xiang Bei always can't see Zhou Xuecen's appearance clearly.

"Wife, do you know how much I miss you?"

Xiangbei wants to say what he has been holding in his heart all these years, he has too much to say.

"Well, I know, my child and I miss you too. ”

"Wife......" Xiangbei was about to say something, but found that Zhou Xuecen's appearance was becoming more and more blurred.

"Wife, where are you? wife!"