An Litong bit his lip and tried to control himself from saying anything more that he shouldn't have said. Why did he speak? How can you say that you are moved? It must be because of these two policewomen.

Sure enough, I haven't been in contact with a woman for a long time, and even the sow can see that her eyebrows are clear, not to mention that these two policewomen look indescribably good-looking in police uniforms. Yes, it must be for that reason.

An Litong closed his eyes in pain, and if he could, he would have liked to cover his ears. The purpose of the police is clear in his heart, but he can't suppress the deepest desire in his heart: he doesn't want to be a passerby in obscurity.

The corners of Wen Mo's mouth rose slightly, very good, it's good to have a reaction, I'm afraid that I really won't be able to impress him with anything, she has no desire, she decided to continue to add fire, and motioned Luo Qin with her eyes to hand over the information of the external transfer to An Litong.

Luo Qin spread out the thickest stack of materials in his hand and handed them over one by one, his voice with a hint of pain: "An Litong, it's a pity that your parents have passed away. This is their death certificate. "I haven't seen them for 7 years, and it's been forever since I learned about them again, and if it was possible, Luo Qin really didn't want to be the one who told him the truth.

After more than ten years as a criminal policeman, one of the most difficult jobs to do is not to face hostage-taking bandits, not to fight to the death with drug traffickers, nor to go undercover in the middle of a group of criminals, but to face a fresh life, tell them the news that their relatives have left, and by the way receive all the side energy radiated from their grief, it must be admitted that she is afraid to see their disgusted eyes, and she always helplessly plays a disgusting role.

When An Litong heard Luo Qin's words just now, it was as if he had been struck by lightning. Shocked beyond measure, he thought that they had always been there, poor, toiling, but alive.

No, no, no! It's not true, everything isn't true. It must have been these two damn policemen who wanted to trick him, so they started with his relatives, and he didn't believe a word of what they said!

Yeah. It must be so. This pile of information, this pile of information must have been deliberately forged by them, so he didn't want to read it! What you think in your heart, you will do in your hands. An Litong swept all the materials handed over by Luo Qin to the ground. Don't even look at it.

"An Litong. Don't you really want to know how your parents have been doing for the past 7 years? What they have suffered all these years. It's all because of you, and their death has a lot to do with you. People are not plants. How can you ignore your biological parents? When they are in pain, you may be eating and drinking spicy food, and when they are dying, you may be squandering your young life. You've missed too much, don't you want to take one last chance, even if it's just to look at them again? Wen Mo picked up the materials on the ground one by one and put them in front of An Litong again: "Our time is precious, if you still choose not to read it this time, then we won't bother anymore." I hope you'll think about it. ”

An Litong brushed his hand for the information, and stopped so suddenly. He didn't dare to give up this opportunity again. But these policemen have already deceived him once, which directly leads to him now being in prison, and if he is a second time, he will be the big fool of the century!

But this time, are they really lying to him? What if they tell the truth?

Seeing is believing, so let's take a look.

The balance in his heart gradually tilted to open and see, it was his parents, who had lived together for twenty years, how could he not be familiar with it, even if this group of policemen wanted to fake, what was fake was fake, and it would never be true, he would definitely be able to tell it.

Like a drowning man grabbing the last straw, An Litong opened the information with a trembling hand with red eyes.

At the top of the list is an autopsy report. An Huailai, male, 52 years old, died of severe head injury. At the end of the report, a black-and-white photograph was attached. The father in the photo has a pained expression, and his wrinkled face is now wrinkled even tighter, and even death has not brought him peace. An Litong stroked this face that he hadn't seen for 7 years, and burst into tears.

He trembled and flipped through the next document, although the person in the photo just now was his father, but because it was black and white, the pixels didn't look too high, a photo might be too fake, he didn't believe it, he still needed more evidence.

The second is a traffic accident report, which details the cause of the accident. At about 7 o'clock in the evening, when my father got off work, he rode a broken bicycle and walked on the road where he had to walk twice a day, and was hit and killed by a drunk driver on the spot. The driver was criminally detained the next day, but the father never returned home, and could only lie in the cold morgue and never see his son again until he died.

This kind of thing, the police can fill in a lot of fake stuff at will. He didn't believe it.

The third, still an autopsy report. Jia Yu, female, 49 years old, cause of death: hemorrhagic shock caused by multiple organs piercing the abdominal cavity, the same black and white photo, the mother is thinner than before, a small face, a wrinkled hands, her eyes are wide open, as if she is unwilling to swallow her last breath.

An Litong endured the heartache and turned to the last piece of information.

That's the police record. The place where the police are dispatched is his home. Three months ago, her home was robbed. An Litong sneered, their family is so poor that they are about to beg for food, and there will be people to rob it? Are the police all rice buckets? I don't know how to make up a reasonable story!

Sure enough, they were lying to him again! An Litong glared at them angrily: "Have you heard the story of the wolf coming?" Can you be bored any longer? I won't be fooled a second time! ”

Luo Qin took the information, pointed to the four big words of robbery and murder, and asked with some pity: "Do you think that there will not be a thief who is stupid enough to rob your house?" ”

An Litong is too lazy to pay attention, isn't this an obvious thing?

"You saw how your father died, right? Your father's life is worth 500,000 yuan. In order to reduce the punishment, the driver who caused the accident paid for his life. This money is in your mother's hands, and she is not willing to spend any of it, so she wants to keep it all in the bank for you. I'm afraid that you won't be able to find a home when you come back, so I haven't been willing to move out of the shantytown. ”

Then, she was targeted. This is a black and white photo, I can't see it, your mother was tortured before she died, and she wanted to ask for the bank card password, but your mother would rather die than say it, and the murderer finally killed people with a knife in anger. ”

"You may not know that if the liver is damaged, you don't die right away, you can live for a while until your body slowly loses blood. It's a very slow and painful process, the inhuman murderer, after the murder, ransacked your house, because he couldn't find more money, and locked the door when he left, and your mother didn't have a chance to crawl out and ask for help. ”

"She was in the back room when she was wounded, and from there she crawled to the door, and died in despair. Three meters of blood, do you know how much perseverance your mother has to climb over? If you were home, you would have a chance to save her life. But you didn't, you were in H City, and you didn't know what she was hurting. ”

"An Litong, admit it, even if your father's death was an accident, your mother died because of you. If it weren't for you, she'd already moved out of there and lived the rest of her life with a sum of money, and if you were at home, she'd only be seriously injured and wouldn't have watched most of the blood in her body gush out little by little......"

"Say no more! Say no more! I don't believe it, not a word! My parents are still alive! They are alive! You lied to me, you lied to me, you lied to me! An Litong's hands were exposed, as if he was going to eat people, staring at Luo Qin, as long as she said one more word, he would tear her apart desperately!

"Here you go." Wen Mo put his phone on the table: "If you still don't believe it, make a call, do you remember their phone number?" You know that they are reluctant to move, reluctant to change their mobile phone number, because that is the only way they can contact you. Give it a try and see if we lie to you. ”

Just give it a try! An Litong picked up his phone, flipped through the address book, found his father's name, and pressed the dial button without hesitation.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is empty, please check before dialing. SORRY，Thenumberyoudialedisnotexist,pleasecheckitandrediallater.”

He hung up, dialed again, and the number was still empty.

I change it to the mother's number and stop it.

The phone suddenly fell to the ground, the screen was shattered into several pieces, An Litong leaned helplessly on the chair, covered his face with his hands, and the dull cry didn't know how much remorse, encroaching on the entire interrogation room.

Wen Mo and Luo Qin didn't speak again. The dose of medicine they gave was heavy enough, and if they did more, it would be enough to add to the snake.

The son wants to raise but does not wait. The tragedy of An Litong is the tragedy of this era. Class solidification, intergenerational transmission of poverty, and excellent resources in the hands of a few people, make them, the second generation of poor and migrant workers, lost in society. They grew up in contact with the glitz and glamour of high-rise buildings, but they could only live in the shadow of the poorest society, and their inner imbalance increased day by day. Changing one's destiny through knowledge or labor has become a joke, so where will they go from here?

Without good material conditions, it was not his parents' fault, let alone his fault. But all the pain was borne by him. He longs for a good life, but he is powerless to change the status quo, he longs for respect, but in exchange for more neglect.

Thousands of poor second generations, they are in a prosperous metropolis, but can not share the fruits of civilization construction, the vast majority of them choose to slowly accept their fate, or settle for poverty, or strive to climb upward, a very small number of people, but embarked on the road of crime.

An Litong is just one of the most representative. (To be continued......)