In a dilapidated room, a bed with a rudimentary bunk cover. An old square table, two benches. An old old-fashioned three-door cabinet stands next to the wall. There were several elderly folks in the house, who were sitting on benches talking to an old lady sitting on the edge of the bed, but their voices were very small, as if they were afraid that people outside the house would hear them.

Li Yushu's sudden intrusion obviously made the villagers in the house a little nervous, and they all got up immediately.

"Folks, hello, I'm a police officer from City A Prison, is this Zhou Xiaobing's house?" Li Yushu saw that the villagers were a little nervous, and immediately said.

"Exactly, this is, what's wrong with Zhou Xiaobing." An old lady with inconvenient walking asked in surprise, according to the hand of the crutch held the cane tightly, the back of the wrinkled hand was a little white, and kept shaking.

"We are here to condole, you are glorious." Li Yushu is a smart person, looking at the situation, he can already be sure in his heart that Zhou Xiaobing is currently dead.

When the villagers heard that it was the prison police who came to offer condolences, they let go of their worries. They all cast grateful glances.

"Ah, then you can sit, as long as nothing happens to the creep...... It's good......" The old lady muttered, beckoning Li Yushu to sit. The villagers also politely gave up their stools.

"Folks, you're welcome, our section chief is still outside." Li Yushu said, turned around and stepped over the threshold of the blue bricks, and walked out.

When the villagers saw Li Yushu walking out, they all followed.

Other neighbors outside the house saw a police car parked in front of Zhou Xiaobing's house, and they all stood at the door curiously to watch.

Zhou Guilin saw Li Yushu coming out with a few fellow villagers, so he stepped forward quickly. Although the old lady had difficulty moving, she still exerted all her strength to meet her.

Seeing this, Zhou Guilin hurriedly stepped forward and held the old lady with both hands: "May I ask if this is Liu Xiaobing's house?" ”

The old lady nodded, and the old man's cloudy eyes looked at Zhou Guilin and Li Yushu with gratitude. The wrinkled corners of the eyes are red and shiny, and the sadness of the death of a loved one is fully revealed.

Zhou Guilin held the old lady's hand tightly with both hands, and said respectfully: "You are Aunt Liu Xiaobing, right?" We are from prison. ”

The old lady looked at Zhou Guilin worriedly: "You have a heart, on behalf of my sister, thank you." As she spoke, she couldn't help but burst into tears, gasped for a moment, and asked, "Is it ...... Xiaobing already knows the news of his mother's death......? Alas...... How sad this kid must be......"

When the villagers heard that it was the cadre in charge of Liu Xiaobing, they began to discuss. "Liu Xiaobing, this child, how did he come to this point, you see how obedient a child used to be." "Yes, alas" "This old lady, life is hard, she didn't have a good life, she didn't come up in one breath, and left"

Seeing this situation, Li Yushu couldn't help but feel sad: "Old lady, we have received your letter, and we came here to offer condolences, don't worry, Xiaobing doesn't know, we will keep this secret for you." ”

Zhou Guilin nodded and took out a white envelope from his pocket. Put it in the old lady's hand. said: "This is a condolence money specially prepared by the prison, and I was entrusted to deliver it to you." ”

The old lady was a little surprised, and then excitedly pushed open the envelope: "This ...... This is not ...... My little soldier has violated the law of the country and should be punished, and we have no face to accept your condolence money, this is ...... No...... Yes. ”

The old lady said, tears sliding down her withered face, and her silver-white hair, unkempt, trembling in the wind.

Li Yushu stepped forward and put his hands on the old lady's shoulders: "Listen to me, it is our duty to educate Liu Xiaobing, don't think so." ”

The old lady was full of shame and repeatedly excused herself. Zhou Guilin brought a bench from the door, helped the old lady to sit down, squatted in front of the old lady, and said sincerely: "Zhou Xiaobing has broken the law, but the crime is not as good as his family, and if you talk about him, he will be confused for a while, and he will change it." Our prison often helps families with special difficulties for inmates, so you can accept it! ”

The aunt received the condolence money, and the old tears were full of tears. He muttered, "It's better to be a government!" ”

The old lady read, got up and walked into the house, and read in her mouth, "Little sister, look, the government has come to see you......" Zhou Guilin and Li Yushu helped the old lady and followed into the hall, but the strange thing was that the other villagers left in fear. This subtle change, Li Yushu thought quickly in his heart.

In the middle of the hall, there is a portrait of an old man, although the photo is a bit old, it must have been taken before, but the frame is new, this person should be Zhou Xiaobing's mother.

Zhou Guilin took the lead in bowing in front of the portrait of Zhou Xiaobing's mother, and Li Yushu also bowed three times to show respect for the deceased.

Passing through the hall, there was a very simple bedroom, with a dilapidated table with pens and paper, and a dilapidated telephone. Judging from the paper, it was the same yellowed paper as the letter received by the prison ward. Zhou Guilin and Li Yushu helped the old lady on the bed and sat down, and the two returned to the bench and sat down.

The old lady is old, but her mind is clear. After a while, her feelings also became much calmer: "Cadre, you guys must have something else to do." ”

Zhou Guilin smiled, put the briefcase in his hand on the stool, and said, "Old lady, Zhou Xiaobing only received a letter from his mother a few days ago, why did he die all of a sudden?" ”

The old lady pulled out her handkerchief and wiped her red eyes.

"Ah, that's right, I wrote the letter on my behalf, and my little sister was bedridden at the time, and she asked me to write it. My sister's life is miserable! The old lady began to get a little agitated again, and her breathing became rapid. Two months ago, a group of men burst into the house out of the blue......"

One day, a group of men in black on motorcycles suddenly broke into the house.

A man in black with a beard shouted when he entered the door: "You are Zhou Xiaobing's mother?" ”

Zhou Xiaobing didn't know who he was writing about, but he looked very murderous, and returned tremblingly: "Alas...... Be...... Yes! ”

Unexpectedly, the man in black rushed up with a stride and let out a terrible sneer: "Your Zhou Xiaobing is my brother, I came to see what kind of guy made such a fool!" ”

Zhou Xiaobing's mother was an honest rural woman, and she couldn't help but retreat timidly. Lian Lian said: "Yes...... No...... up, I don't want to know about you, you see he's in prison" said and walked out, ready to avoid these people, who knew that the man with the cheeks led by grabbed Zhou's mother and said viciously: "Old immortal, don't be embarrassed, listen, Zhou Xiaobing has a murder case in his hand, you tell him, be careful with Lao Tzu." ”

As she spoke, the gray-haired old lady stopped, and Zhou Guilin and Li Yushu, who were sitting opposite, were also filled with righteous indignation, but who was this black-clothed man with a beard?

The old lady rested for a while, and then said: "Alas, that's it, little sister, I always thought that Xiao Bing had killed people outside before, and I was worried all day long, and my body was not as good as day by day.

Zhou Guilin nodded and asked, "Do you know this man in black?" ”

The old lady shook her head and said helplessly: "We are the old women in the township, and we don't know these people at all. Until a few days ago, Xiaomei was doing farm work outside, and somehow, she fell into the ground. When the fellow came back, he was covered in mud and was bedridden ever since. ”

"Did these people show up behind them?" Li Yushu was filled with righteous indignation when he heard this, and he clenched his fists unconsciously.

The old lady recalled the scene of her little sister's death.

The old lady held Zhou Xiaobing's current hand, and at this moment she was lying on the bed, already dying.

Zhou Xiaobing's eyes were currently firmly fixed on his sister, who had gray hair, tears slipped down, and he said intermittently: "Sister...... Look for me...... Optimistic about him...... Don't fight those guys...... Honest ...... Bear...... Live......

Zhou's mother lowered her hand and closed her eyes.

The old lady cried and shouted: Little sister, little sister is holding Zhou Xiaobing's current head with both hands: Little sister, little sister little sister... Ah, you've been suffering all your life, and you haven't had time to see the little soldiers come out, how can you just go like this......"

This kind of memory is tantamount to opening the wound again, the old lady said, choked up and unable to speak.

In order not to make the old lady excited again, Zhou Guilin gave up continuing to inquire about the situation and turned to other villagers to ask. Many fellows dodged, and finally there was an old man in his seventies who was willing to speak.

The old man said: "On the day of Zhou Xiaobing's mother's death, near Zhou Xiaobing's house, there were several motorcycles parked, and a few people wearing black windbreakers and sunglasses listened to the movements inside the house. The men heard wailing from inside the house. They glanced at each other, and one of them rushed into the room, presumably to verify whether the person was really dead. Then he walked away.

Zhou Guilin and Li Yushu came out of Zhou Xiaobing's house, and their hearts were extremely heavy. Who is so bold to bully the common people in broad daylight.

"Hey, the people in the countryside are simple and have never seen the world, so they will not call the police in this case." Zhou Guilin sighed and said to himself.

Li Yushu also came out of the countryside, and he did not agree with what Zhou Guilin said, so he did not answer. He knew the old lady in the countryside too well, kind, simple, and timid, and it was reasonable that he did not call the police.

Li Yushu followed behind Zhou Guilin, bowing his head, a little depressed.

As I walked, I found some motorcycle tire prints on the ground according to the law. He hurriedly stopped: "Section Chief Zhou, look! ”

Zhou Guilin, who was walking in front, stopped and looked at Li Yushu, who was squatting on the ground and taking pictures with his mobile phone: "What did you find?" ”

"You see, there's a motorcycle tire print, it's very special." Li Yushu said while taking pictures.

Zhou Guilin also waited: "Yes, shoot it well, go back and hand it over to Comrade Zhou Yuxuan." ”