The darkness in the heart, like the haze in the sky at this moment, shrouds people's hearts, lingering, and the demonic smile always appears suddenly and hits people when their hearts are fragile. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this moment, Ziwu's cheeks were filled with deep frustration, his eyes involuntarily looked at the scene of the crime, looking at the police officers who were busy at the scene, Ziwu's inner environment was now very complicated, and his expression became stiff again.

Listening carefully, I can roughly hear that the forensic doctor not far away is making a brief autopsy report to Lin Rou: "The deceased, Lu Yun, male, forty-five years old, a native of Huashi, is now a doctor of medicine from Huashi Medical University. ”

"There was only one fatal wound on the deceased's body, which was the opening of the skull, and no scars were found in the rest of the deceased's body, and preliminary observations showed that the deceased's brain was also missing a large area. ”

"There were large blood stains at the scene, and there were no traces of a fight, and it was preliminarily concluded that the murderer should have killed the deceased after using a drug such as ether to stun him, and no valuable clues or fingerprints were found at the scene. ”

The words in the forensic doctor's mouth were like an invisible palm, successfully fluctuating the melody of self-blame in Ziwu's heart, and the innocent who died in the hands of the craniotomy demon had a painful expression when he was dying, and at this moment it seemed to be in Ziwu's eyes one by one.

It seemed that it was a little difficult to bear the strong impact brought to him by the place where the crime was discovered, and at this moment, Ziwu walked out of the underground garage with Xiaoli, raised his head slightly, and Ziwu could vaguely observe the bright figure of the moon through the dense clouds.

No matter how noble the moon is in the night, in the face of dense clouds, it has to put down its noble posture and face it with a normal attitude, which is worth learning from each of us.

And when will the bright moon hanging in Ziwu's heart show its dazzling brilliance from the haze? Shaking his head as if he was a little sad, Ziwu smiled self-deprecatingly: "Let's go, Xiaoli, accompany me back to the scene of the crime to have a look." ”

"Boss, if you can't accept it, I think let's withdraw, what happened five years ago is still the biggest shadow in your heart, it not only ruined your family, it may also ruin your life." Xiaoli said worriedly.

But Ziwu grinned awkwardly now, and responded in a low voice: "No matter how thick the haze is, there will be a day when it will be dispelled, although the incident of five years ago has left an indelible scar in my heart, but I can't let it drag down my life." ”

Returning to the scene of the previous cases, Ziwu's eyes continued to scan the perimeter of the scene, feeling the silence brought by the ranger's wooden house, experiencing the hustle and bustle created by the street by the stream, and interpreting the solemnity that exists in the remote alley.

A strange picture, at this moment, is like a videotape in Ziwu's mind constantly flashing, although the figure of the craniotomy demon is real, but the sharp knife in his hand is the ugly and distorted humanity hidden in the darkness.

The open gun is easy to dodge, the hidden arrow is difficult to prevent, although the tools in reality can attract people's attention, but the distorted human nature hidden in the darkness can not make people panic at all, the person sitting next to you, is he really your friend?

Holding flowers in your hand, standing in this "glamorous" world, giving people roses has a lingering fragrance, but at some point, your kindness is really exchanged for the sincerity of others?

The roses that grew up in this hustle and bustle of the world, nourished by the devastated earth, have lost their fragrance, so how can they say that they are fragrant in the palms of their hands?

The feeling in his heart is like a wide ring ruler, constantly beating Ziwu's heart, at this moment he is stepping on the moonlight, and he has no idea what the real destination of this trip is.

Glancing at it, a faint light not far away was flickering in the darkness, and he approached, choosing a suitable position to sit down, and after a while, a middle-aged uncle with a kind face appeared in front of Ziwu.

"Young man, do you want to drink something?" Looking at Ziwu's cheeks mixed with frustration and self-blame, the middle-aged uncle had roughly guessed that this person must have something on his mind, but now Ziwu hesitated for a moment before a word popped out of his mouth: "Wine." ”

Wine has a "reputation" of dissipating sorrows through wine since ancient times, but for Ziwu, who is not strong enough to drink, just an ordinary bottle of beer is enough for him to indulge in this gloomy darkness for a night, and now Ziwu's heart has risen to a temperature that the ice bed can control

He needed to use alcohol to keep himself calm, and even when he was drunk, it was better than the images of pain that kept flashing in his mind.

A few minutes later, a bottle of liquor with a low degree was sent to Ziwu: "This bottle of wine is what I drank just now, if you don't dislike it, let's both drink a cup, see that you are also a person with a heart, it is estimated that you should be able to understand the truth of 'wine meets confidant', right?"

Two men of different ages, because of a simple glass of wine, indirectly call each other confidants, although it is a bit far-fetched, but the feeling of being mixed with confidants is incomprehensible to others.

"I've been here for a few months now, and looking at the cars and people passing by every day, and feeling the special atmosphere that each of them creates, really makes my life colorful. At this point, the boss spoke, and a glass of wine was already in his stomach.

And Ziwu is now holding the wine cup, taking a sip slightly, and suddenly a spicy feeling immediately appeared in his mouth, and the feeling of anesthesia that brought him to his heart is what Ziwu needs most now.

Seeing Ziwu's cheeks flush involuntarily, the boss habitually raised his palm and pointed at Ziwu in front of him, and casually mocked: "Look at you kid, you're almost drunk after a few sips, it's really funny." ”

Ziwu's eyes became slightly blurred at this moment, and his eyes were also moving with the boss's palm, but he suddenly saw that there were several calluses that Ziwu was particularly familiar with in the palm of the boss's right hand, and the other party's index finger and ring finger were not on the same horizontal line, and there was an obvious scar at the boss's tiger's mouth.

However, now Ziwu did not pay too much attention to this, but poured all his energy into drinking and talking with the boss, until he was drunk and unconscious, Ziwu returned to his residence with the help of Xiaoli.