A slightly dilapidated green car slowly stopped at a railway station in City B, and the people on the way home scrambled to jump off the car with a tired body and ran towards the exit of the station like a swarm.

Maybe it's the fast-paced life in the big city that makes people lose their patience in the past, so when Uncle Liu dragged his legs slowly towards the car door step by step, the few people behind him instead of putting away their anxiety because he needed care and care in life, but whispered to his companions about the inconvenience of action and the train when there were many people, not looking for trouble? Everyone's time is precious, how can you delay others so unconsciously.

Uncle Liu's legs and feet are not very good, but his ears are fine. Although the person behind him spoke relatively little, he did not carry the consciousness of the person at all, and poured it into his ears without pulling a word.

After living for most of his life, poverty made him rarely have the opportunity to go far away, and he went the farthest, but before getting married, he went to the nearest county town to buy fashionable clothes, and the rest of his life was within a hundred miles of the town. For him, the outside world is mysterious and distant, there are too many things he doesn't understand, and if possible, he really hopes to live in his own small circle for the rest of his life, without having to go to this unfamiliar place and experience the despair of being abandoned by society.

But he had to come.

Uncle Liu tightly clutched a worn-out green schoolbag, which his son Liu He used when he was in school, he clearly remembered that it cost 7 yuan to buy this bag, and the 7 yuan at that time was enough for their family of three to live for several days. He won't buy it back for a while, and the result of his willfulness is that they only have sorghum rice and pickles on the table for about a week, and he feels distressed when he eats his son's face.

This schoolbag has been used by his son for eight years, and it is so bad that it needs to be patched before it is reluctantly abandoned. But he was reluctant to throw it away, so he made up for himself.

Looking back now, it seems that there are really few things for my son at home, and when I was young, my son wore his old clothes because children's clothes were too expensive. If you can't wear it a few times, it will be too small to wear. There's no need to waste money on that. So when my son was young, he never wore clothes that fit him, and they were all fat, big, old, and ugly.

In retrospect, I'm really sorry for this sensible and obedient son.

"Hey, old man. Let's go. What's in a daze at the door? There was another voice of impatience behind him. Drag Uncle Liu back to reality from his memories.

He stepped off the train step by step, and several people behind him couldn't wait to squeeze past him, not forgetting to leave a roll of his eyes. Uncle Liu is used to being despised. I don't feel anything about it, he's busy now, how to find a way out.

For people who often go out, getting off the train and leaving the station is a trivial matter, and even children of a few years old will look at the signs. But for people like Uncle Liu who take the train for the first time, it is really not an easy task.

The railway station in their hometown is very small, there is only one window for ticket sales, the number of trains is so two, this green train is still the Spring Festival did not have time to cancel the temporary additional car, see the station to stop to see the car on the way, he was sent all the way to the car by the kind staff, otherwise with his legs and feet, is eight after the ticket inspection and then go inside, more than ninety percent are not able to catch the train.

But he didn't have that luck when he got out of the car. City B is full of people, and the train station is the hardest hit area, and everyone seems to be in a constant hurry, unable to stop thinking about others.

Uncle Liu stood on the platform for about ten minutes, and the train behind him was already slowly moving away - it had reached the terminal and was about to drive into the parking area, but Uncle Liu still didn't know where to go to get out. He got off the train too late and walked so slowly that he didn't even have a chance to keep up with the others, so he was left alone on the platform.

Under normal circumstances, in order to ensure safety, passengers are not allowed to be stranded on the platform at other times except for getting on and off the train. Soon, a staff member came to tell him to leave the station quickly, and he spoke it several times in a dialect before the other party understood that it was the first time he took a train to go out and didn't know the way.

Eventually, the staff took him to the bus hub next to the exit and asked him to choose which bus he needed to take.

Where are you going? In fact, Uncle Liu didn't know where his son was, and he would come thousands of miles away because there were things in his schoolbag that made him feel hot.

Just a few days ago, he had just sold corn kernels and got a thousand dollars, and he was thinking about whether to send this money to his son. Last time, the thousands of dollars he scraped together and the policemen left without asking for it, and they didn't even ask for where his son was locked up, and he left without saying anything clearly, and he couldn't stop him, leaving only a sentence to contact him later.

But how do you get in touch? It's been a long time! Every day before dawn, he got up before dawn to wait for news, waited for so many days, and didn't wait, like having obsessive-compulsive disorder, he kept looking at the small screen on his broken phone over and over again, hoping that the familiar area code would shine again. But he didn't wait.

The only thing he could do was to hide every penny carefully, because that was the hope of helping his son.

Money, money, he's been so poor all his life that he doesn't have much money, and he's never been so eager to be a rich man as he is now. If he had money, his son would not have dropped out of school at a young age to find a way to earn money, so that he would later learn badly and slowly embark on the road of crime. The son, who has been well-behaved and sensible since he was a child, has been hit again and again in the face of life, compromised again and again, knowing that what he did was wrong, but there was nothing he could do. Because on his back, he carries a pair of parents who need his support! It was a burden that he would never be able to throw away in his life, a burden that would make him lose all his principles and put himself at risk!

Just when he wanted money and wanted to go crazy, a large amount of money fell on his head and smashed him into a daze.

It turns out that 200,000 has so much money! Spread out one by one, enough to cover their houses. His eyes were red and golden, and he stabbed him in the eye.

The one who sent the money was a middle-aged man, and he didn't talk much nonsense, only saying that the money was sent by Liu He to his parents.

Uncle Liu's first reaction was that his son would be annoyed this time. He doesn't know the law. But he also knew that his son didn't have any serious work outside, and his hands and feet were still a little unclean, and he definitely didn't get so much money in the right way, so he had to pull that man to explain it alive or dead.

The middle-aged man was a little impatient, but he also roughly explained the origin of the money. As a result, before he finished speaking, Uncle Liu fell to the ground and fainted. The real source of this money is worse than the fact that his son stole it and robbed it.

The middle-aged man said that Liu He used to buy a life insurance policy when he was working outside, because the annual premium was not high, and he had a little trouble from time to time. I'm afraid that my parents will have no one to support them in the future. So I gritted my teeth and handed it over. Liu He got sick the year before last, and like those people in the village who always went to sell blood, he was AIDS, and there was no way to save it. He didn't know it yet. There was no timely treatment. When I got seriously ill, I realized that it was too late to say anything.

Liu He has basically been sentenced to death, and the only one who can't rest assured. It's the parents. Without their son, their lives will only get harder. When I was desperate, I remembered this insurance.

He calculated carefully, if he died within a year, his parents would probably get 500,000 yuan, which was enough for them to live for a lifetime in their economically underdeveloped place.

Now that Liu He is dead, they have paid the money according to the policy, it's as simple as that.

Uncle Liu wants to cry without tears, if he really wants to use the money his son gave him his life in exchange for his old age, he might as well die early! It's a pity that he didn't even see his son for the last time, and he didn't know where his body was, and he couldn't find a place to collect it!

The heartbroken old man couldn't stand it anymore, so after thinking about it, he decided to come to City B.

Unable to read a single word, he asked many people before finally getting on the bus to the city bureau.

The majestic gate made him a little timid. But when he thought that his son's body might be inside, Uncle Liu had no way to ignore it.

"Comrade, I want to come and identify the body." Moved to the inquiry desk, Uncle Liu couldn't wait to ask, "Do you have a corpse named Liu He here?" That's my son. I、I want to take him home。 ”

The staff on duty at the information desk first settled the elderly to sit down and rest, and then called the forensic office.

"What? Are you sure? After the internal police officer who got the reply confirmed the result repeatedly, he told Uncle Liu: "Uncle, where did you get the news?" We have not received a single corpse named Liu He, not only Liu He, but also the nameless corpse with similar physical characteristics that you just mentioned. ”

"Isn't it? Eldest niece, can you help your uncle find it again? Just a few days ago, a couple of police officers came to my house from City B and said that my son had committed an incident here and had been arrested. As a result, someone came to the house yesterday and said that my son died, and this is the insurance money they paid for. Uncle Liu opened the bag he had been carrying: "A full 500,000 yuan, I originally wanted to bring it directly." But I didn't have a good leg and couldn't carry it, so I went to the bank to save it, and only took this card. With such a large amount of money, it can't be fake, right? ”

The internal police officer reassured Uncle Liu not to worry, and went back to call the sub-bureaus. City B has a large area, and there are many sub-bureaus and police stations under its jurisdiction, and it took more than two hours to ask them one by one, but there is still no result, and no one has an impression of the name Liu He.

But Uncle Liu insisted that his son was arrested by the police around the Chinese New Year, as if he had stolen something, and the Public Security Bureau also sent someone to the house to understand the situation. He asked for nothing but to bring his son home for burial. The people are gone, so they have to go into the ground to be safe.

Uncle Liu talked about the sad place, a handful of snot and tears, he was a lot older, and he looked pitiful. Where had the little girl seen this battle, and she immediately made up her mind to help the old man find out his son, and to see people in life and corpses in death.

After checking around, I found Xiang Chuan. The name Liu He was familiar to some people in the criminal police team, and later remembered that a murder case investigated by Xiang Chuan seemed to be called this name.

When Xiang Chuan received the call, he had just arrived at the hospital with Wen Mo, ready to ask Jiang Fengtong. As soon as he heard Liu He's name, Xiang Chuan immediately reacted. No way, too impressive.

Hanging up the phone, Xiang Chuan's face was a little solemn: "Sister Wen, there is a new situation in Liu He's murder case." Let's go to the city bureau first. ”

When they arrived, Uncle Liu was eating a bowl of instant noodles. It's so delicious, he's so hungry that he doesn't care about it at all, and he snores and eats it deliciously.

Xiang Chuan was not in a hurry. On the way here just now, he had already called the detention center to confirm that Liu He was still in custody, he was sentenced to death, and he was waiting to be executed, but he was still alive, so now Xiang Chuan is very interested in the so-called 500,000 insurance compensation. The insurance company that loses money before anyone dies, the conscience of the industry, he also has to go to one.

His original instinct was not wrong, behind the murder of Liu He, I am afraid it is not so simple, otherwise how to explain the source of the 500,000? No one would think that they had too much money for no reason, and they would be kind enough to Uncle Liu, right?

Uncle Liu finished eating noodles, wiped his mouth, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Wen Mo, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab her: "Alas, comrade police, you are here." You must know where my son is, take me to meet him. His life has been miserable. I'm sorry for him! If someone hadn't come to my house, I wouldn't have known he wasn't there. Take me to claim him, and go home and bury him. Uncle Liu couldn't help but cry sadly again.

"Uncle, don't get excited, your son is not dead, he is locked up in our detention center, I'll take you over to see him, okay?"

"What? You say my baby is still alive? Where are the others? Where? ”

In the car that rushed to the detention center, Uncle Liu kept stretching his neck and looking around, asking over and over again how long it would take to arrive.

When he really saw his son standing in front of him alive, Uncle Liu didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and he couldn't say a word, only holding his son's hand and tears kept flowing.

Compared with Uncle Liu's excitement, Liu He's reaction is very interesting.

From the moment he was brought into the prison visitation room, his expression reacted a little strangely, and after asking Uncle Liu why he came, his face turned white all of a sudden. While constantly looking at the armed police next to him, he whispered and quickly told his father to take the money and hurry home, and it was best not to ask anything.

But where can Uncle Liu listen. Although his son is still standing in front of him alive, he has already been sentenced to death, and it won't be long before he is really gone, so how can he go home with peace of mind?

Liu He never thought that his father would come to him in person. The reason why he would agree to earn this money with his life was because he knew that his father had never traveled far in his life and it was impossible for him to come, so he bargained and set the date of payment after he was sentenced, not after the execution.

Unexpectedly, after thousands of calculations, he missed a heart to be a parent! (To be continued.) )