At two o'clock in the afternoon, Dmitry sat at his desk by the window, holding a light cup of tea in his hand, and in front of him was a biographical novel about the person he admired the most. High. The afternoon was so lazy and pleasant for him.

A gentle breeze blows through the window, which is really the best gift for this humid and sultry season. Mmitry raised his eyebrows, feeling that his life was calm and good.

As a freelance painter, the twenty-four-year-old Med had everything he needed – an independent creative space, excellent living conditions and a strong body. And, of course, the beautiful girlfriend he just recently met. What could be better than what is right now?

Dmitry flipped through the van? Gao's biography, while thinking: My current living situation is probably incomparable to a generation of masters.

Suddenly, a music doorbell rings in this idyllic room. Dmitry subconsciously looked at the door, he couldn't think of anyone who would come to visit at this time.

He walked to the door and opened the door.

The man standing in the doorway barged in almost at the same time as he opened the door, walked briskly to Dmide's side, and closed the door.

Dmitry looked in amazement at the sweaty man, his former junior high school classmate and now good friend, Yuan Bin, a forensic doctor at the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

"What's wrong with you?" Dmitry asked, "Why are you so flustered?" ”

Yuan Bin is of medium stature, with an average physique, and wears a set of white overalls. At this time, he was sweating profusely, his face was flushed, and he was staring at Dmide with wide eyes, his mouth gasping for breath, and his eyes were full of fear and nervousness.

Dmitry felt something was wrong. He frowned and asked, "What happened?" ”

Yuan Bin still didn't speak, he opened his mouth wide, and suddenly his whole body twitched, and he shivered.

Med grabbed his arm, took Yuan Bin to the sofa and sat down, poured a glass of cold water and handed it to him, and asked, "What's wrong?" You say! ”

Yuan Bin drank the water down, and then stared at Med's eyes tightly.

After a minute, he finally found his vocal cords and said, "Last night, no...... In the early hours of this morning, to be precise, I dissected a corpse. ”

Dmitry tilted his head to look at him, and after a few seconds, said, "It's your job, right?" That's what you do. ”

"This corpse ......" Yuan Bin stopped, his breathing shortening again.

"How...... Die ugly? ”

Yuan Bin shook his head and said, "It's a body that drowned to death, and there's nothing special about it." ”

Dmitry shrugged: "Then I don't understand." ”

After another minute of silence, Yuan Bin slowly raised his head: "Do you remember...... That ten years ago? ”

As soon as these words came out, Dmitry jumped up from the sofa as if he had been electrocuted, and yelled, "Why are you mentioning this? Have you forgotten? We agreed never to mention it! It's been ten years! I almost forgot about it! ”

Yuan Bin also got up from the sofa and looked directly at Med: "Do you think I'm willing to mention it?" If it weren't for the special circumstances, I wouldn't have mentioned it! ”

"Oh my God! What the hell are some of the damn 'special circumstances' that you need to bring up? Besides, what does it have to do with me! ”

"Don't forget, 'that thing' was done by the four of us together." Yuan Bin said, "You have no reason for me to bear it alone. ”

Dmitry opened his mouth and didn't speak, he twisted his head to the side, his brow furrowed.

"Tell me, what happened to you? What does it have to do with 'that incident' 10 years ago? After a while, he asked.

"Before I get to that, you'd better remember 'that incident' well. I know, you can't forget. None of us will ever forget. Yuan Bin said.

Dmitry slowly leaned his head back on the back of the couch and exhaled deeply. His thoughts took him to that day ten years ago......