He didn't show up for two days in a row, not to mention business appointments and technical decisions, and even the company's business that needed his signature had to be stopped for two days.

And at this moment, all kinds of information and calls in his mobile phone, if they can be substantiated, it is estimated that they can fill the coffee table in front of him.

To go, or not to go?

He scratched his hair a little annoyed, and leaned back on the sofa tiredly.

Tomorrow is the third day, if Jiang Futing's side goes well, maybe he will be able to come back tomorrow?

Wait another day, then wait another day.

He lifted his arm, pressed his entire arm against his forehead, and took a deep breath.

The next second, he lowered his hand, and his eyes flashed with a bright gaze, as if he was not the same person just now.

He tugged on the leg of his trousers, got up from the sofa, and walked to the bedroom: "Ah Li, what do you eat at night?" Do you still want to eat that curry rice? You've been eating it for days. ”

"Okay, Curry." A female voice replied softly.

The Supreme People's Court of City A.

"Lu Changku, because he is suspected of intentional homicide, the number of killings is huge, the circumstances of the case are quite bad, and the harm to society is great, the sentence is to be executed immediately!"

The judge's sonorous and powerful voice still reverberated in the solemn courtroom after the gavel fell.

Lu Changrong was handcuffed and handcuffed, and listened to the verdict indifferently.

He said he was listening, but his ears didn't seem to hear anything, his eyes couldn't see anything, and he had expected this result since he had been in the interrogation room of the police station a few days later.

Unexpectedly, there was nothing surprising, and there was even a sense of relief.

It's strange, as if everything can finally be freed.

As long as you die in a proper manner, go to hell, and drink Meng Po soup, what happened in this life will never be remembered from now on, and it has nothing to do with you anymore.

The little criminal policeman who was escorting him on the side, when he opened the lock on the stage for him, looked at him with some fear, and couldn't help but sigh.

It's like regretting his actions when he was young but he had to embark on this road, and regretting his life.

When he was brought out, his movements were obviously much softer than when he came.

Lu Changrong couldn't help but laugh, every step he took, the soles of his feet would make a heavy tinkling sound of iron chains, and every knock sound was like a brand of humiliation, reminding him that he was a heinous murderer.

The shoes, which had finally been dried by heating in the courtroom, were drenched again by the indiscriminate rain as soon as they came out.

After all, the escort was a murderer of a bad nature, and Zhou Qi could be regarded as the person in charge of this case, from the beginning of the trial to the end, he waited motionless outside for several hours.

When the procedures were handed over between the two parties, the atmosphere was indescribably dull.

Until the person was sent to the escort car, the calm atmosphere was like a straight line that was tightened between everyone, and even breathing became self-disciplined.

Lu Changrong is obviously not dead, but the moment he came out of the court, he was

It seems to be reduced to an inanimate object in the eyes of these people.

It wasn't until he was about to return to the detention center that Zhou Qi, who was sitting quietly in front of him, finally turned his head and stared at him for a while before asking, "What else do you want, or what requirements can you mention to me?" ”

It's like asking a dying person what his last words are.

The funny thing is that there is no one in this world who can listen to his last words, and he has no legacy, the only legacy is the pile of dolls.

However, it is estimated that the police have already notified the family to claim the body.

When you think about it this way, there really is nothing.

Except for the body that really belongs to you.

That body of oneself......

Lu Changrong squinted his eyes and thought about it, but finally didn't choose to say it.

He smiled sarcastically and joked at Zhou Qi: "Then if I want to go out, will you be willing to let me out?" ”

Zhou Qi obviously understood the playfulness on his face, but when he heard this, he was still angry, glared at him, and shouted: "Don't be embarrassed, it's just such an opportunity, forget it if you don't cherish it, when you get to the institute in a while, when I leave, you won't have a chance to tell me." ”

Lu Changrong watched him throw back the back of his head, and looked at the back of his head with relish.

Zhou Qi looked straightforward, but the small eyes that looked back from time to time in the rearview mirror betrayed his little emotions at the moment.

Seeing him so serious, Lu Changrong laughed rarely, "Officer Zhou, I know I'm good-looking, but you don't have to be so sneaky, if you want to see it, just turn your head and look at it in the bright light, and you won't see it in the future." ”

Zhou Qi was caught red-handed, and he was told such a sassy thing, his face was already thin, and his ears immediately turned red, and he was so angry that he almost smoked.

He immediately turned his head, just in time to see Lu Changrong's smile that he didn't have time to retract.

The bright smile was different from the past, and even the whole person's look was a little amazing, and Zhou Qi's rebuke to his mouth suddenly became a little speechless.

Sure enough, people will be extra tolerant of beautiful things.

Lu Changrong's trick was accepted when he saw it, and he leaned back weakly: "If you can't take it away, I don't have any requirements." But since you've talked about it, I really have a question for you. ”

Zhou Qi said without hesitation: "You say." ”

"Do you know where Jiang Futing is?" Lu Changrong asked suddenly.

Zhou Qi's tone was a little more vigilant: "What are you looking for him to do?" ”

"It's nothing, after all, he is the one who grabbed me with my own hands, and I admire him very much, so I want to see him one last time." Lu Changrong crossed his legs: "Besides, I have been imprisoned by you, are you still afraid that I will do anything unfavorable to him?" ”

Zhou Qi pondered for a while, and felt that what he said was not unreasonable, "I don't know where it is, it seems that he went on a long trip, he told me before he left, you must be optimistic about you 24 hours a day, if something happens, go to his friend." ”

"His friend?" Lu Changrong didn't hold back his laughter as if he had heard some joke

Speak up: "Just the person who looks like others owe him money all day long, can he still have friends?" ”

Zhou Qi's face darkened a little, and he defended someone who was not present: "That's because you don't know him." ”

Lu Changrong laughed enough, and when he heard this, he looked at Zhou Qi meaningfully: "It's as if you know him better." ”

Zhou Qi didn't answer him again, as if he was sulking, and turned his head without saying a word.

The car fell silent for a while, until he arrived at the door of the detention center, the carriage was opened, and Lu Changrong was pulled by the detention police, stepping into the muddy rain again, and the splash directly dyed all his trouser legs dark.

Lu Changrong paused after standing firmly, and looked up at the sign of the detention center.

I probably never thought that this would be the last place of his life.

He looked back at Zhou Qi, who was looking at him, chuckled, and said with a sad heart: "You're right, if you don't look at that dead face, he's not so unpleasant." ”

"If he comes back in time for me to execute, remember to let him come and see me."

Zhou Qi waved at him in a dashing manner.

After returning to the detention center, Lu Changrong relied on his identity as a death row prisoner and completely had the honor of a single room.

Oh, by the way, he also heard that there were fewer criminals who had been sentenced to death recently, and he didn't even have to wait in line for too long, so the police magnanimously arranged for him to be three days later.

He has no so-called parents, relatives, and no so-called friends. This is more convenient, and even the farewell ceremony is saved.

In short, when he came to this world, the world did not give him any attachment and emotion, he saved a little effort when he left, and he didn't have to worry about anything, he could be free and easy.

Lu Changrong sat directly on the bed, rolled around boredly, and then stared at the ceiling in a daze.

I don't know if it's because the nerves that have been strained for more than ten years suddenly relaxed, and the body retaliates to return all the tiredness of more than ten years at once, or just because the ceiling has been looking at it for a long time, and the eyes are a little mechanical tired.

Suddenly he felt a deep sense of weariness, and something heavy seemed to weigh on his eyelids, forcing him to close his eyes.

A second before his vision closed completely, he saw his slender eyelashes tremble slightly in front of his sockets, then his vision blurred into a ghost, and then he fell asleep in a daze.

Lu Changrong didn't know how long he had been asleep, and when his consciousness recovered, his first reaction was cold.

It should be a cold awakening.

Hasn't it warmed up in the past two days, why is it so cold all of a sudden?

He frowned a little uncomfortably, but he didn't open his eyes, and wrapped his coat tightly with his hands.

However, simply tightening his coat did not relieve the cold on his body much, but made his consciousness gradually sober up in the cold.

Lu Changrong really didn't want to open his eyes, his hands kept the movement of pulling his clothes tightly, he turned over in a daze, and curled up on the white wall and lay on his side, as if he could block the wind outside with his back.

Probably relying on his own body temperature, in short, it is somewhat useful.

He emptied his mind

and the body, re-addicted.

It's just that this time it's strange, instead of that lethargic foggy feeling after relaxing, his consciousness has become clearer, and his touch and sound have been amplified like never before.

And his body was obviously lying on the bed, but at this moment, it was like falling into a cold abyss, losing his center of gravity and constantly sinking.

The memories of his childhood, which had been sealed for a long time, suddenly poured out from the bottom of his heart, and an indescribable tension almost froze his limbs and clenched his heart tightly.

This kind of terrifying feeling he remembered once.

And the only time.

It was a rainy night, and everything was the same as it is now.

He was alone in an airtight room......

It's a reinforced concrete building, and there are no windows, but there is always a cold wind blowing in the house.

The wind seemed to be wrapped around him, cold as a pair of hands without temperature, following him closely.

At this moment, there is a heavy rain outside the house constantly beating on the window, and the ticking sound seems to be the end of the day, constantly knocking on the windowsill.

The sound continued to amplify in his ears, and the cold hand in his memory seemed to change his way and began to beat behind him.

From the soft playing at the beginning, to the current crazy crackling and smashing down.

Once again, the cold wind pierced through the hard walls and came behind him.

The sound of the crackling raindrops and the howling of the wind were mixed together for a while, which made him a little confused for a while, and he couldn't tell whether it was now or childhood.

Cold sweat quickly broke out on Lu Changrong's fingertips, and he curled himself up tighter, his head almost buried in his knees, breathing heavily, pretending that he didn't feel anything.

(End of chapter)