After sending Luo Fangyi away, Xiangbei's mood was the same as the gloomy weather, he couldn't get better, his wound was still painful, and his mood was depressed.

Forget about taking the bus, I look embarrassed, I'm afraid that the driver and passengers will be scared, thinking that they have met a fraudulent corpse. Taxi north to get home.

He examined the wound, which was swollen and pus from the rain bubbles, and had to find a clinic to deal with it briefly.

Who did the arson case do? Who did Luo Jingchen talk to every time...... Along the way, all these question marks kept swirling in his mind, but there was not the slightest clue. However, one thing can be sure: Luo Jingchen is not alone, although he did not tell the mastermind behind the scenes, but the clues have emerged, and the show has just begun.

There is also the man in black in Luo Yuchen's mouth, if Luo Yuchen hadn't been sharp-eyed and quick-witted and avoided the stone, he might not just be as simple as his brain blossoming now, but go directly to see Marx. Who is this person? Does it have anything to do with Luo Jingchen?

The whole thing is getting more and more complicated. A mystery has just been solved, and a bunch of mysteries have emerged, should I laugh or cry? I can't laugh or cry! Xiangbei feels that he needs to vent. He bandaged his wounds in a clinic near the community, entered the building, and turned around without taking two steps to go to the small restaurant.

"Fourth brother!"

"It's coming," the boss is already familiar with Xiangbei's routine, "it's still the same?"

"Well, the same old way. "I found a corner to the north and sat down.

"Do you want to have a drink today?" The boss's surname is Zhang, forty years old, although he does the physical work of the low-level people, and his clothes are sloppy, but he wears a pair of glasses all day long like a cultural person, so he has a nickname - Fourth Brother Zhang.

Fourth Brother Zhang is a few years older than Xiangbei University, with four old and two younger, and a wife screaming in the middle, it is a golden age when a person is hollowed out and squeezed, so he looks a lot more mature than his actual age.

Baldness, gray hair, big belly, all kinds of backache and leg pain...... In addition to having no money, he has not fallen behind all the essential labels for greasy middle-aged.

"Brother, what's wrong today? Gray face, clothes are torn, this arm ...... Also injured?" After all, Fourth Brother Zhang had an extra pair of glasses, and he could see at a glance that something was wrong with Xiangbei.

"It's nothing, I went out to work during the day, caught up with the rainy day, and was watered," Xiangbei didn't say much, he didn't have anything to show off, "Fourth brother, two 'little two'." ”

"Okay. Fourth Brother Zhang left in response.

The two have a very tacit understanding, and they can confirm each other's needs with a look.

Small shops have a way to make money from small shops. In fact, such restaurants have no special features, fried cakes, braised noodles, and boiled bean sprouts are all home-cooked dishes, relying on oil and salt to attract customers. Most of the people who can patronize here are low-income groups who rely on physical strength to earn money, as long as they eat well and eat well. If you make a combination of meat and vegetables and have a balanced nutrition, they will not be used to it.

After a while, the food and drinks were ready and served one after another.

Xiang Bei smelled it, it was really fragrant! It was still a familiar recipe - full of gutter oil smell, and he realized that he hadn't eaten all day, let's go! uh...... But there seems to be a bottle of wine missing.

"Fourth brother, why is there only one bottle?" Xiang Bei was surprised, thinking that Fourth Brother Zhang had misremembered.

"You drink it first, I'll give it to you when it's not enough. Fourth Brother Zhang's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and after going home several times with a drunk and unconscious heading home, he was already very clear about the true strength of this old patron.

"Then let's drink together, fourth brother, I don't think you have any business here. "It's true to go north.

"No, brother, there are many mistakes in the wine, there are still things to do in the kitchen, you drink slowly. "Fourth Brother Zhang is also addicted to alcohol, and half of his general's belly is due to drinking. However, as he grew older, not only did he drink less and less, but he also had less and less time to drink, busy with business during the day, spending time with his children at night, and taking care of the elderly in his spare time. Fourth Brother Zhang didn't know if it was because he had this kind of life, or because he had caught up with a good era.

One person drinking alcohol is stuffy wine, and two people drinking wine is a relief from sorrow. Especially when you are in a bad mood, the effect of alcohol will be more effective. After going north to put a half-catty bottle of high-grade liquor into his stomach, it has already begun to drift.

He wants to sing, what does he sing?

I want to go back to the old place, I want to walk on the old path, but I can't leave again

I won't you, oh...... Girl, I'm going back to my old place, I'm going to walk on the old way, you know I can't live without you, oh...... Girl.

To sing this kind of refreshing song, you have to shout at the top of your voice, and Xiang Bei actually sang it out loud. Fortunately, the store is full of rough men, and no one is more elegant than anyone else. No one cared about his outrageous performance, and some even applauded.

"Hey, it's ugly, it's ugly. "It's modest to go north.

It seems that this wine is drunk, and if there is another bottle, he will have to carry him up the stairs again. Fourth Brother Zhang smiled, secretly admiring his wise decision.

After singing "The Flower House Girl" again, the idea of going north became clearer, starting from the trip to Luohe Village four years ago, the past passed again in his mind.

In the past few years, this kind of life has almost become his daily norm, he is like an obsessive-compulsive person, knowing that this is a tragedy, but he still thinks about it every day, and he can't help but think about it. Xiang Bei felt more and more that there was a devil living in his heart. This is the devil deliberately torturing him!

To the north, quieting down, he is going to enter a state of obsessive-compulsive disorder once a day:

Behind the discord between Luo Jingchen and Xu Changlin is driven by interests. Luo Jingchen represents the interests of himself and some villagers, and their purpose is very simple, to seize the opportunity to ask for more money and buy a house for his daughter. As for Xu Changlin, maybe it's for his black yarn hat, maybe he just wants to complete the task successfully, of course, he may just be a hard-working, selfless person. Both of them had already met Marx, and this is impossible to verify.

Whatever the reason, later the conflict arose and occurred, so that because of all kinds of disagreements, the two sides fought to the death: one wanted to prevent the project from moving forward, and the other wanted to make the project go smoothly.

Xiangbei even wondered if Luo Jingchen and Xu Changlin had already fought for a few rounds before he intervened in the Luohe Village arson case. And his own accession became a pawn used by one side, changing the pattern. Of course, with the addition of Xiang Bei, this palace fight scene is indeed more exciting, but the sacrifice is also huge.

Luo Jingchen used the power of the media to guide the direction of public opinion, put pressure on Xu Changlin, and put pressure on the official, which eventually led to Xu Changlin's death. The most important thing is that an objective compensation is obtained as he wishes, which should be Luo Jingchen's ultimate goal.

However, the addition of Xiangbei not only gave Luo Jingchen more weight to defeat Xu Changlin, but also not only made this scene more exciting, as the interview deepened, Xiangbei found the arson case in Luohe Village and the unknown suspicious points in the land acquisition project, and he began to investigate these suspicious points. This was obviously beyond Luo Jingchen's expectations, and it was also beyond his control, so at every critical moment of breaking the ice, Luo Jingchen had to ask for help from the "audience outside the venue" to give himself reinforcements.

It was precisely because Luo Jingchen and the forces behind him set traps again and again that he was caught off guard by the north, and was finally imprisoned.

In other words, from the beginning of the arson case in Luohe Village, the whole thing was a conspiracy!

It's really terrible that such a small land acquisition project as Luohe Village has involved so many intrigues, and even a few ordinary people can play with the media and reporters in the palm of their hands. Thinking of this, Xiang Bei couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Clarify these questions, and feel a lot more transparent to the north. Although only the corner of the veil was lifted, it was much better than a mess. What to do next? How to find out who is behind the scenes? His plan is becoming clearer and clearer.

However, an unexpected news the next day once again disrupted Xiang Bei's train of thought, making him unintentional about it.

The unexpected news is that Levi is really dead.

The next morning, a courier was received to the north. This courier came from the No. 1 Prison of Hedong City, and the sender was Song Qingzheng.

Song Qingzheng: Isn't this the warden of Hedong City No. 1 Prison? Xiang Bei was a little surprised, how could he write a letter to himself?

Curiously opening the package to the north, inside are one and two letters. The cover is very familiar, "The Poem of the Index Finger", although the page is yellowed, but the preservation is very careful.

Seeing this, Xiang Bei had an ominous premonition in his heart, wasn't this really what he gave to Levi when he was released from prison, why did he send it back again......? The sense of foreboding intensified.

Among the two letters, one is from Song Qingzheng and the other is from Li Weizhen. Xiang Bei nervously opened Song Qingzheng's letter:

To the north, if I'm not mistaken, you might feel when you see this package

to the unexpected. I didn't expect it, I still remember you kid. I heard Luo Yuchen talk about you, and I was relieved to know that your life is stable now. Actually, Li Weizhen asked me to mail these things to you. The prison has been inspected in accordance with the regulations before it is sent.

That's right, your fears will be confirmed in this letter: Li Weizhen committed suicide, and although the prison tried its best to save him, it still failed to save him. This is a letter he left before his death, sorry, I have read his letter, this is the prison rule.

In his letter, he mentioned that he had no worries, his relatives were gone, and he could not go back to the village, and his only concern was family reunion. He said that he had lived in prison for more than ten years, and he had no friends, and the only person who could make friends was you. So, he wrote you this letter as if it was the last time he talked to you......

I know that in Hedong City No. 1 Prison, you have the closest relationship with Li Weizhen. Moreover, he also gave you a lot of help in the most difficult time of your life, and I hope that Levi's real death will not make your heart gloomy. You have to firmly believe that when you walk out of the prison gate, you have started a new life, keep working hard, the harder you work, the happier you are.

Song Qingzheng's letter is very short, the font is upright and beautiful, and the tip of the pen scratches the letter paper, leaving a lot of marks. It is not difficult to see that he wrote this letter with great care.

The inscription is the name and date of Song Qingzheng.

After reading the letter, Xiang Bei's mood could not be calmed down for a long time. He lit a cigarette and leaned against the edge of the bed. A person with such a strong mind, a person who once persuaded himself to live, but in the end he lost to himself. It's unbelievable.

With doubts, the second letter was opened to the north:

To the north, when you read this letter, I should no longer be in this world - this is a very cheesy beginning, I have thought of expressing it in a different way, but in exchange for it, I still think this rotten sentence is the most appropriate.

I feel amazing now, thinking that I'm going to die, not lost, but excited. It's a thrilling decision!

I teach Chinese, you write news, and we both play word games. It may be that the literati have a sensitivity similar to hypocrisy in their hearts, and the night before I died, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and I felt the need to write something to let the world know that I had lived. Sadly, there are billions of people in this world, and not one of them will care about my feelings, and you should be the only reader. That's why I'm writing this letter to you.

I am a nail household who has lived in prison for thirteen years, seven months and twenty-three days. Do you know what I've felt the most in the past 13 years? It's not Shawshank, and I'm not Andy. It is a society of strict laws of conduct that have been in operation for thousands of years, proven by countless deaths, countless wars, and broken by no one. It's not a game, it's not a movie, you can't reinvent it, and you can't stay out of it.

So, I would like to say that I was deceived by this movie for thirteen years, seven months and twenty-three days.

Now, thirteen years later, when I found out that I couldn't break this rule, I decided to commit suicide and give myself a new freedom in this way.

These days, I only sleep two or three hours a night, and every time I see the sky outside getting brighter, I have an unspeakable fear in my heart, as if many things that I usually don't pay attention to have been magnified exponentially, one thing after another, I am miserable......

My heart is fragile, and because of this, I told myself that I could not have the idea of dying, because I still had unfulfilled wishes for my wife and children! But when I woke up yesterday, I suddenly figured it out, and I saw my wife and children waving to me at the door. It turned out that the concern they couldn't let go of was actually me! Thinking of this, I suddenly became enlightened, and the stone in my heart was finally let go. To the north, you may not imagine how happy my heart was at the moment when I chose to die, and I could finally feel happiness in another way!

After a lot of talking, I forgot the subject of the letter—why did I commit suicide? It seems that I am not qualified to be a Chinese teacher. The reason is very simple, two old people died one after another some time ago, the family's land was taken away, the house was sold, and there was nothing left. So, I should be the most relaxed person in the world right now.

To the north, there is a demon in everyone's heart, and even more so for you and me. But no matter what, don't let the evil of others inspire the evil in your own heart. Remember, it's happy to get out alive. May you be safe for the rest of your life.

(End of chapter)

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