Chapter X
6 June 2005.
Speeding through a crowded subway car, moving video is on the air, from the ABC broadcaster, it was recently discovered that a boy named James was actually the reincarnation of a Navy pilot who died in World War II. This kid has the memories of a pilot as a child, including the professional names of the parts of the "World War II" fighter and the aircraft carriers in service, and this pilot has never been obscure. The pilot's sister said that when the boy arrived at her house, he recognized one of her mother's paintings, which only she and her brother, who had been dead for many years, knew about.
He watched the video in silence and calm, and saw his face again in the reflection of the subway glass.
Line 3 to Hongkou Football Stadium, get off the subway, walk to the streets where Jay Chou's singing is everywhere, cross several narrow roads, enter the tree-lined alleys, there is an old house with gray walls and red tiles, and he gently pressed the doorbell.
When the iron door opened, there was a man of about sixty years old, tall and thin, with all white hair, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you looking for?" β
"Excuse meβis this Liuman's home?"
The other party's expression became very strange: "Liu Man? Are you looking for Liuman? β
"I'm sorry, I'm here on behalf of my brother, he is Liu Man's classmate, and he can't move around because he is sick and hospitalized, so he specially entrusted me to come to the door."
The old man couldn't help but look at him a few more times, this is a beautiful boy, about ten years old, with an unforgettable gaze, and just staring calmly into your eyes, you will develop a certain degree of fear.
"Your brother is her classmate? When Liu Man left, you shouldn't have been born yet. β
"Oh, my brother and I are the same dad, different moms, so ......"
"Understood, I'm Liu Man's father, please come in."
The living room was lifeless, the ground floor was not very well lit, and the old-fashioned mahogany furniture was oppressive, and Liu Man grew up in such an environment.
On this day in 1995, in the early morning, Liu Man was found dead on the roof of the library of Nanming Senior High School.
10th anniversary.
In the most conspicuous position in the living room, there is a black and white photo frame, eighteen-year-old Liu Man poses and smiles charmingly in the wind - it was a spring outing in high school, because the college entrance examination is approaching, only half a day to the zoo, Liu Man sat on the lawn and took this photo.
The old man brought the boy a drink, and he took a big sip unceremoniously, nodded and said, "Yes, my brother specially told me that I must come over today, put three sticks of incense on Liu Man, and pray that she will rest in heaven." β
"Alas, thank you so much, I didn't expect my daughter to be dead for ten years, and there are still people who remember her!"
As he spoke, he shed tears, took out three incense sticks from the drawer, lit them, and handed them to him, and the incense burner and fruit were offered in front of the spiritual seat.
The boy walked slowly to the portrait of Liu Man, looked into her eyes in the photo, and respectfully inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner.
Suddenly, Liu Man in the portrait seemed to glare at him fiercely!
Cigarette smoke swirled between the statue and the spiritual tablet, and the boy asked in a low voice, "In the past ten years, has there been no progress in Liu Man's case?" β
"Nope." He sighed and sat down, squinted his eyes and flipped out a photo album, which opened to a black-and-white photo, a young couple holding a little girl, only three or four years old, "You don't know how much I like her - it's her mother in the photo, we divorced when my daughter was seven years old, and Liu Man has always grown up with me, so her personality is a little weird." Liu Man's death made her mother suffer from depression, and she wanted to commit suicide many times over the years, and now she is in a rehabilitation center, which is equivalent to being imprisoned. β
He flipped a few pages back, and Liu Man's photos from kindergarten to elementary school to junior high school were all kept, and ordinary people looking at a photo of a girl who had been dead for twelve years would probably have the hairs on their backs stand on end.
Finally, in the third year of high school, all the students took a group photo on the school playground, with the bright oleander flowers in the background - in late spring and early summer, pink and white flowers, Liu Man never imagined that he would die from the poison of the flowers behind him.
There is also a homeroom teacher in the photo.
This man in his twenties stood in the middle of the first row of the group photo. He had a thin figure and cheeks, and had the longest hairstyle a male teacher could have. In the photo, I can't see his face clearly, I can only vaguely distinguish his gaze, he looks full of spirit, but in fact, there is some anxiety and sadness.
A few days after the photograph was taken, Liu Man died on the roof of the library, and two weeks later, it was stated that the teacher had been killed in the basement of the Witch Quarter.
"Kid, where is your brother?"
"Oh, here!"
The boy casually pointed to a boy's face.
"Very handsome lad, thank you for still thinking about my daughter. When Liu Man first died, some people said that he committed suicide by taking poison, but I didn't believe it anyway. The police also told me that it was not suicide but homicide, and that he had been forcibly poisoned. The door of the small attic was locked, and there was no way to escape, so she opened the window in pain and climbed onto the roof. But when the toxicity attacked, she was unable to climb farther, and she couldn't make a sound, so she could only lie alone on the tiles, looking at the moon in the sky and waiting for death...... The medical examiner said she struggled for at least an hour, and the child was so pathetic! An hour, sixty minutes, called the day is not working, the earth is not right, I don't know how many tears have been shed, how much pain is in the blood vessels in the body and in the heart? I'm sorry, you're still a kid and shouldn't have told you that! β
"It's okay."
The boy sensibly picked up a few tissues and handed them to the other party to wipe his tears, but Liu Man's father had not yet come out of his sadness: "In the past ten years, my wish has never changed, that is, to personally catch the murderer of my daughter, and then, kill him." β
A minute later, the boy left Liuman's house, which smelled of death.
His phone rang, and he picked it up and heard a woman's voice: "Wang'er, where have you been?" β
"Mom, the teacher talked to me and went home soon."