On the morning of August 17, the news of Wang Zhicheng's death was transmitted back to the community, which made some people sigh.

In the eyes of outsiders, Wang Zhi grew up well, had a good education, and had a good job, but it was a pity that he died young.

The news spread fast.

Soon, a group of retired old men and old ladies gathered in the fitness equipment area of the community, talking about what happened to the Wang family while exercising.

Among the crowd, there were two old ladies with particularly bad faces.

Standing by and listening to a few words, I immediately knew why these two people had bad faces - one of them lived opposite the door of the Wang's house, and the other lived on the upper floor of the Wang's house.

Wang Zhicheng died in the hospital, but Cai Fen died at home, although there was no blood in the gas poisoning, but it was also a fatal death, and the Wang family's house properly became what people called the "murderous house".

The Wang family has become a "murderous house", and it is needless to say that it has depreciated sharply or even cannot be sold at all, and even the house opposite the door of the Wang family must also depreciate, after all, whoever buys a house will feel unlucky when they hear that someone has died on the opposite door.

Originally, this community is located in the prosperous area of the old city of Tianhe City, and the house is not for sale. Two months ago, someone was interested in buying the house opposite the Wang family, and offered a very exciting price.

Thinking that the house price would continue to rise, the family did not sell it.

Now that something has happened to the Wang family, this house is smashed.

As for the upstairs of the Wang family, the impact of the "murderous house" is not as serious as that of the Wang family, but it must be followed by a slight depreciation.

And more importantly, the upstairs household is more superstitious, yesterday morning the Wang family had an accident, and last night the lights in the corridor of the unit somehow broke two.

As a result, the upstairs residents who returned late went home in the middle of the night, went upstairs in the dark, and when they got home, their faces turned white with fright, and even this morning, when they went downstairs and passed by the door of Wang's house, their hearts still beat faster.

You say, how can you live in this house?

There are two round cement tables in the center of the fitness equipment area of the community, which are special tables for the old men in the community to play chess and poker.

Cement tableside.

Lao Song, a retired teacher with the highest chess strength among the old men in the community, usually likes to study things like Zhou Yi's face and hand reading, only to see Lao Song calmly move the "cannon" to the right, and then turn his head and say to Lao Zhou, who was standing next to the game: "Lao Zhou, last time you said that you wanted to introduce your niece who was a teacher in high school to Wang Zhicheng, I asked you to wait, how about it?"

Old Zhou, who wore glasses and had white hair, nodded frequently: "Last time, I wanted to ask you what I was waiting for, do you see that Wang Zhicheng will have an accident?"

Lao Song said with a mysterious face: "I can see it." ”

The people around him immediately became interested and asked in unison, "What do you see?

Lao Song stopped playing chess, sat up straight and said, "I saw that Wang Zhicheng would be in calamity, but I didn't expect it to die early." ”

Lao Zhou asked, "Physiognomy?"

Old Song nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Tell me, where did you show bad information?"

Lao Song touched the chess pieces eaten next to the chessboard and said: "First, the little king is short and shallow, which is short-lived. Second, Xiao Wang is a little white-eyed, and most of the people with this kind of eye look are punished with six relatives. Third, Xiao Wang's walking steps are very heavy, and his feet are very heavy, which is also the appearance of early death. ”

The people around listened to it, and this said: "Lao Song is right, I can also see that Wang Zhicheng has many whites of his eyes, not auspicious." ”

The one said: "I also remembered that you said this, Wang Zhicheng's people are indeed shorter than others, I said Lao Song, is the face so accurate?"

Without waiting for Lao Song to speak, an old man next to him who had not spoken said: "The first seven haven't passed yet, don't talk so much about the absent people, the dead are the greatest." ”

When the words fell, the people around were silent for a while, and an old lady asked the old lady who lived opposite the door of Wang's house: "Lao Lin, I saw a police car come in the morning, and the police have come to your house again to understand the situation?"

Lao Lin said, "Well, I came to ask a few questions. ”

Lao Zhou, who was standing on the side, asked, "What did you ask you?"

Lao Lin said: "This time is not the same group of police as last time, and the questions asked are almost all the questions asked. They asked me if I had noticed whether Cai Fen's house had slept with the windows open or closed? How could I answer such a question? Who had nothing to do to observe whether the windows of other people's houses were open or closed?

Lao Song, who was about to drop a chess piece in his hand, turned his head and asked, "Could it be that the police suspect that it was not an accident and a murder?"

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It is the professional instinct of the police not to let go of suspicions, because in addition to the doubts in the windows of Wang's house, several street lights in the community the night before the incident were also broken strangely.

But when Wang Zhicheng died, the last key to solve the mystery disappeared.

The person concerned died, the scene was destroyed, and the investigators had no clue.

A young policeman with a strong sense of responsibility went to the round-faced fat policeman who mediated the dispute between Cai Fen's mother and son a few days ago, and the fat policeman gave him the license plate number of the other party to the dispute.

Looking at the license plate number on the paper, the fat policeman kindly reminded the young policeman: "I advise you not to hit these license plate ideas." ”

The young policeman heard the meaning and asked, "The stubble is hard?"

The fat policeman wiped his sweat and said, "Songjiang, the car of Youdao Group." ”

The young policeman was a little arrogant, he said: "The car of the Youdao Group? The car of the Youdao Group is so big, is it possible that a person can walk sideways?"

Seeing that the young policeman was so tenacious, the fat policeman was very worried that he would make a big fuss about himself, so the fat policeman looked left and right, came to the young policeman's eyes, and said mysteriously: "I will only tell you this once, believe it or not." ”

The young policeman put on a deaf look.

The fat policeman whispered: "I inquired with the people at the toll booth in the city, and on the 12th, the 15th car rider of the boss of Youdao Group, Bian Xuedao, also came to Tianhe, and the strange thing is that the car did not drive into the city." The cars that Cai Fen secretly photographed were the ones that passed through the toll booth with Knight XV. On the afternoon of the 12th, those cars escorted the Knight XV back to Songjiang through the Tianhe toll station. ”

After finishing speaking, the fat policeman looked at the young policeman and said, "If you hadn't asked me for the information of that day several times, I wouldn't have told you this for fear of being implicated by you." Have you read the news lately? Youdao Group has just donated a helicopter worth more than 20 million yuan to the Songjiang Public Security Bureau, and the leaders of the provincial departments have all attended the donation ceremony.

The young policeman frowned and remained silent.

The fat policeman sighed and said, "When I was your age, I had the same ideals as you, and I was bent on justice. But have you thought about it, your guess does not stand up to scrutiny. You stupidly think about this, what kind of mentally handicapped the famous 'richest man in Beijiang' has become, so that he will just have a public dispute, and then send someone to destroy the door. Besides, the scene of the Wang family, there is no evidence left, is it because the driver of the Youdao Group happened to have a dispute with the deceased, so the billionaire is listed as a suspect? Be careful of setting yourself on fire!"

The young policeman retorted: "I didn't want to list Bian Xuedao as a suspect......"

The fat policeman said with a depressed face: "Why haven't you figured it out yet? Even if you don't want to involve Bian Xuedao, but as long as it makes a big fuss, can you control public opinion? Even I can investigate that Knight 15 came to Tianhe on the 12th, how can others not know? It's just that everyone is pretending not to know." You won't have heard of the fate of those who offended Bian Xuedao in Songjiang. To put it mildly, the people don't hold officials accountable, and they don't even have a bitter master, so what are you investigating?"

Two minutes later, the young policeman held the fat policeman's hand and said, "I owe my brother a favor, tomorrow at noon, Tianfu Building, I will be the east, and I will have two drinks with my brother." ”

The fat policeman smiled and said: "Change the time, I still have to watch the live broadcast of the Olympics at noon tomorrow, there is Liu Xiang!"

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August 18, 2008 at 11:30 a.m., National Stadium Bird's Nest.

There were 91,000 spectators in the stands, some of whom were lucky enough to book tickets for the game, and many of whom came to watch the game at 20 times the price of the ticket.

The people who came to watch the battle had similar thoughts: "For Liu Xiang, it's worth it!"

Countless Chinese people look forward to and believe that Liu Xiang can continue to write brilliant at home.

11:50 a.m.

When Liu Xiang and the contestants of the sixth group walked into the Bird's Nest together, the stadium resounded with warm applause and cheers, and the sound was as loud as a mountain and a tsunami.

After 5 minutes, the game began.

"Smack!"

Someone rushed to the first shot.

In the TV picture, Liu Xiang stopped in front of the first hurdle, then tore off the race number on his race uniform, crumpled it with his hands, and slowly walked out of the field and into the rest passage.

There was silence, and there was silence in the nest of nearly 100,000 people.

The audience was dumbfounded, and the audience in front of the TV was equally dumbfounded, unable to believe what was in front of them.

Finally, the live announcer reacted, and he said in a deep voice: "Audience friends, Liu Xiang, a Chinese player in the second runway, had to give up the game due to injury......"

Before the words fell, the 91,000 audience members in the audience let out a chorus: "Ah!!hh

For the next few minutes, some stood blankly, others sobbed silently.

The remaining six athletes finished the race on the 110-meter hurdles with no one cheering, no one cheering, no one even noticing their presence.

A few minutes after the withdrawal occurred, the words "Liu Xiang retired" quickly became the first hot word on Zhiwei's Weibo.

On Weibo, some people ridiculed, some supported, some were dissatisfied, some sympathized, all kinds of speculations, all kinds of discussions, and there was a lot of uproar and boiling.

Someone said: "Liu Xiang is a bad breed. ”

Someone said: "Liu Xiang has to go to the end even if he goes." ”

Someone said, "I feel like I've been fooled." ”

Someone said: "The cry of the bird's nest is a child who feels sorry for himself." ”

Someone said: "I hope everyone will not be too harsh on Liu Xiang, and I hope that the sports world can face the injuries of athletes with a more open mind." ”

Some people questioned: "Why didn't the national track and field team reveal the news that Liu Xiang was plagued by injuries earlier? If it was revealed earlier, it would not only relieve pressure on Liu Xiang, but also allow the Chinese people and the audience to prepare early." ”

Some people also questioned: "I know that I can't run, but I still hide it from the race, and hold on to the field to walk around, is it for the audience or for the sponsors?"

That same evening.

In Nike's TV commercial on CCTV's Olympic channel, a child staring at the TV watching basketball took Liu Xiang's place.

Sitting in front of the TV, I had only one thought in my head: If one day I am no longer good, who will understand me?