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Early in the morning, Wang Shiqi wrinkled his face at the file in front of him.

"Don't worry, Team Wang, come and drink something to wake up first." Xu Ye put a paper cup in front of Wang Shiqi, he took a sip absentmindedly, and his eyes widened: "I rely on you to be willing to spend money today, buy such a good coffee?" ”

"Hehe, I'm this, it's mainly heart, mind, as for money......" Xu Ye didn't finish speaking, the window glass outside knocked loudly, and Wang Shiqi raised his head and faced Zhen Jin's smiling face.

"It's you kid again." Wang Shiqi pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache, got up and opened the door: "Come next time, don't spend money blindly." ”

"Yes, yes, I can afford a takeaway." Zhen Jin rubbed his hands together and looked left and right excitedly: "What happened to Fan Jianguo's murder?" Is there a case filed? ”

The file in Xu Ye's hand fell on Zhen Jin's head with a snap: "First, you kid is also a policeman, don't be such a layman when you speak, what kind of murder is called intentional homicide." Second, with the little thing you get now, you can't even count as peripheral evidence, and you still want to file a case, what kind of big dream do you have. ”

Zhen Jin was unconvinced, and he stiffened his neck: "But how can that piece of paper be explained?" ”

"How else can I explain it, I found a case, severe alcoholism, blood alcohol concentration of 0.4 percent, the deceased was a good gambler, the family lost everything, and after retirement, I could only go to see the bicycle shed. The wife ran away, the children were not close, nothing was accomplished, there was no love, as for the string of numbers, the bank confirmed it, it was the withdrawal password. ”

"But, but ......" Zhen Jin still wanted to die: "Did he drown voluntarily?" Why commit suicide in such a way? Do you want to check this? I think there's something wrong now......"

Maybe it was because he didn't sleep well, Zhen Jin's voice was hazy in his ears, as if his head had also been soaked in that aluminum basin. Wang Shiqi propped his cheeks, and the coffee slowly became sour in his mouth. What's wrong? This is perhaps the most difficult question to answer, there are ten million reasons to make a mistake, alcoholism is wrong, failure to take responsibility is wrong, wife separation is also wrong, which mistake can lead to death?

"We don't know why he chose to die, and we have no obligation to know." Wang Shiqi opened his mouth dryly: "There was no murder, no intentional homicide, only an old man drowned himself in the basin in a semi-comatose state." A simple accident, supporting death is considered suicide. Zhen Jin, there are not so many murders in this world, and you shouldn't expect murder either, death is not a thrilling game, death is...... Death is death, nothing more. ”

Perhaps it was suppressed by Wang Shiqi's sudden melancholy, and Zhen Jin's hot air was swallowed back. Xu Ye proudly spread his hand at him: "Come on, I am willing to lose the bet." ”

"I shouldn't have expected it, I was wrong, I admit it." Zhen Jin muttered quietly and put a hundred-yuan bill on the table: "But, is your attitude right?" ”

He ran away before Xu Ye could do it again. Xu Ye scolded and turned his head scoldingly: "Wang ...... Hey, don't take it to heart, stinky boy, you don't have to hide your mouth, you just love to compete. ”

"I'm fine," Wang Shiqi waved his hand and touched a cigarette: "You can go back early, I'll leave after finishing this file." ”

At eight o'clock at night, he was soaking in the kitchen with cold medicine, Zheng Yuan nestled on the sofa in the living room, looking at the turned on TV, not watching, just facing - after a brain injury, his night vision became very poor, and he was half-blind without glasses. Wang Shiqi had just sent him to take the first bath since he was discharged from the hospital, and the wound was removed, and the bruises gradually dissipated. "He's recovering well," the doctor said, but he was inevitably depressed when the water ran over the scars on Zheng Yuan's body. From childhood to adulthood, Lao Zheng was the one who ran ahead of him, alert, sharp, bold, and careful, he should be walking and jumping in the vast world, and should not be imprisoned in wounds, self-blame, and never-ending remorse like a dying trapped beast. He knew why Zhen Jin's eyes were stinging during the day, "It's just a simple accident." He himself hated being able to say such things. No human life is simple, since when did the case become just a case for him?

The result of the distraction was that the water was cold and he didn't notice it, Zheng Yuan lowered his head in front of him and rushed silently for five minutes, until he sneezed and let Wang Shiqi come back to his senses.

"Ahh I may have forgotten to turn on the heat. He hurriedly wrapped Zheng Yuan in a bath towel and wiped his wet hair vigorously. Are you okay? ”

Zheng Yuan's nose was red, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, but in the end he just buried his head in the soft fabric fibers. Wang Shiqi was accustomed to his passive resistance, he put on his clothes, pressed him into the sofa, and couldn't help but find the cold medicine and plan to pour it. When Zheng Yuan walked over with a cup, he suddenly opened his mouth: "...... Have you had a problem with a recent case? ”

Wang Shiqi shook, the hot water splashed on the back of his hand, and he bared his teeth and hurriedly put it down: "What are you talking about?" ”

He couldn't help but not be nervous, this was the first time that Zheng Yuan became interested in something since he came back.

"I heard you call." Zheng Yuan's voice had an obvious nasal tone, and it seemed that the cold medicine was not in vain. "The drowning one."

"Oh." Wang Shiqi wiped his hands on his clothes, and sat down next to Zheng Yuan with a little hesitation: "I thought you didn't want to listen to my case." ”

Zheng Yuan was expressionless: "I can't get out anyway." ”

The thorn in his words stabbed Wang Shiqi, but it didn't matter, this level was nothing to him. After all, for the first time since he was discharged from the hospital, Zheng Yuan had a curiosity about something - even if it was a suicide case - no matter how inappropriate Wang Shiqi planned to seize this opportunity.

"A sixty-year-old man, looking at the carport, died in a pot of water. There were no traces of a fight at the scene, and there was a handwritten note, which basically ruled out the possibility of homicide. ”

"Handwritten ......" Zheng Yuan's face turned slightly: "What content?" ”

"His passbook password. For China's older generation, it may be regarded as the shortest suicide note. ”

"Suicide......" Zheng Yuan hugged his knees: "Thomas Man once said, 'Death is the correction of a serious mistake, liberation from the unbearable shackles'. ”

"Yes, the old man has also been liberated from most of his hapless life. I don't think there's anything wrong with it, but the little policeman in charge of this case has been fighting with me. I asked him why, and he would tell me, "It's intuition!" I think he's just idle fart, and it's not so hard to investigate the case, right? ”

- But you also trusted my instincts. Zheng Yuan thought, but didn't say it, and instead asked another question: "Then why commit suicide, is there a trigger?" ”

"I don't know."

"Don't know?"

"Hmm. Now that it has been characterized as suicide, it is not our job to find the cause. Somebody will always want to know, but that's not my job – maybe yours, if it's big enough. ”

Zheng Yuan shook his head: "However, it seems that there is no news now. After saying that, he stood up and went into his bedroom without saying hello to the cup of potion. Wang Shiqi stared at the direction he left, the lock had been removed, the door could only be hidden, and a little warm yellow light flowed out of the gap - he didn't sleep, but he didn't want to stay with him anymore.

Zheng Yuan was under the lamp, with a letter in front of him.

Within three days, all the letters had gone through his hands, most of them meaningless and had to be sent to the recycling bin, but there were some things to look forward to.

The manuscript that has no beginning and no end is sure to have a second letter.

"When people live, they will always be imprisoned by something, habits, hobbies, work, class, love, what imprisons me is a lie.

Why do people lie? Sometimes it's for yourself, sometimes it's for others. Concealing the truth is not necessarily doing something bad. In the same way, there are those who think they are doing good deeds, but they are hurting others.

Today's weather is very cold, but I don't have to take a cold shower because of the hot water. Ah, it's so good, it's hot, even the chandelier has become the sun hanging in the room, shining people golden, and the water vapor is also golden, at this time I really want to say: I like the sun so much.

However, the real sun can sometimes be very hot and make people sweat, and sometimes they are lazy and hide behind dark clouds and see no one. If you say you like the sun, there must be an element of lying in it. But the light and heat emitted by the sun are the same, and it is a human problem to decide whether to like it or not.

Deciding whether a sentence is a lie or not is also a matter of people. ”