I'm going to the other side

The river changes the color of the sky

Altered me, too

I'm flowing

My shadow stands on the shore

Like a tree scorched by lightning

I'm going to the other side

Among the trees on the opposite bank

Startled a lone wild pigeon

Fly towards me

- North Island, "Boundary"

Do you believe in reincarnation?

"Human beings have souls, and there is a kind of relationship between the soul and the breath."

For example, when we sleep, it is a temporary separation of the soul from the body, and death is a permanent separation.

Animals or plants also have souls.

The soul can be transferred from one life to another.

The ancient Egyptians believed in the resurrection, but to preserve the body. Pythagoras was the first philosopher to go deep into the concept of reincarnation in Plato's Republic. Judaism believes in the resurrection of the flesh. The New Testament, which records the resurrection of Jesus Christ three days after his crucifixion, is an important foundation of the Christian faith.

"Taiping Guangji" contains Liu Sanfu "can remember three life events, taste as a horse, hurt the hoof is heartache, reincarnate as a human, ride a horse to the exact place will be slow, there is a stone must go".

Buddhism believes that after death, the "seventh consciousness" will lead the "eighth consciousness" out of the physical body, and after experiencing the bardo, it will be reincarnated as a human being, or it may become an animal, a ghost, or a god...... It is the six realms of reincarnation, and some reincarnated cultivators can obtain memories of past lives.

Bardo is the transition period between the destruction of this life and the next life. The bardo body has supernatural powers and can see the world that cannot be seen with the naked eye. After death, the bardo is seven days, which is also the reason why the Chinese "do seven". Hell is yin, ugly as charred dead wood; The bardo is like smoke; The hungry ghost has the bardo, and its color is like water; Lust is in the bardo, with a golden color; * Bardo, bright white in shape.

The bardo of a person, which looks like a child, is in a group of small children, and a certain bardo body lurks.

"What's that?"

Officer Huang Hai drove the police car, switched the radio to a different frequency, and could no longer stand the philosopher's lectures.

In 2006, after the Qingming Festival.

The police car stopped at the entrance of the No. 1 Primary School on Changshou Road, he was wearing a dark police uniform, and his board was not missing at all, but white spots were added to his temples. Coming to the sand pit in the corner of the playground, he stood behind a boy and saw the corpse of a sparrow, buried in the sand.

"Hey, you're Si Wang?"

His voice was still dull and hoarse, impressing many.

The boy got up and leveled the bunker, revealing a pale face that looked overripe if it weren't for the sand on the tip of his nose.

"Uncle policeman, I'm Si Wang, what's the matter?"

"In the autumn of two years ago, you found the corpse in the jeep by the Suzhou Creek, right?"

Si Wang patted the sand on his body: "It's been so long, why do you still ask?" And I didn't find it alone. ”

"The other person is Gu Qiusha, who became your adoptive mother last year, but dissolved her adoption relationship with you a few months ago."

"Yes, you can ask her again - the car had been parked by the river for two years, and she was going to pry it open as soon as she saw it."

"She's dead."

The boy was embarrassed for a few seconds and frowned: "Oh, is that so?" How did she die? ”

"Someone was killed in her own home, on the night of her father's memorial service last week. The killer has not yet been caught. ”

"Well, I hope you can solve the case sooner."

"You're so calm."

The boy picked up his schoolbag from the side of the sand pit and walked straight to the school gate: "Uncle policeman, I'm going home." ”

I can't tell whether it is intentional or habitual, Si Wang still chooses the path by the Suzhou Creek. Huang Hai stuck to him like a plaster, and followed behind to remind: "Children, don't take this road again in the future, one of them is too remote, be careful of bad people." ”

"Isn't the police uncle just catching bad guys?"

"Yes, there's no bad guy I can't catch."

"Really?"

This rhetorical question silenced Huang Hai, there was no bad guy he couldn't catch for a while, but it hasn't been the same since 1995. In the past 11 years, there have been five unsolved murders, and I am afraid that there is more than one murderer.

He snatched the boy's bag and said, "Hey! Elementary school students' school bags are so heavy now! ”

"Uncle policeman, why are you following me?"

"Because, before Gu Qiusha died, please I must do it - she said that you are a genius like no other in the world, but you have many secrets hidden in your heart."

"I'm just a normal fourth-grader. By the way, I don't know your name yet? ”

"Huang Hai – Did you take a geography lesson? What are the four seas in China? I forgot, you're a genius, how can you not know? ”

In the wilderness by the Suzhou River, a man in a dark police uniform, with a cold gaze and a serious face, suspected that this fourth-grade elementary school student was related to several homicides.

"Officer Huang Hai, I am a member of the Chinese Young Pioneers, and I will definitely help the police uncle solve the case!"

Such an answer made people laugh and cry, he stopped, pointed to the empty space in front of him, and said, "This is the place." ”

The body of the New Year decomposed here for two years, buried in the trunk of a broken jeep, and is now covered in garbage and dust again, with no trace of the original being visible.

The boy didn't dare to set foot on the clearing, and walked around the side: "Officer Huanghai, do you believe that there are ghosts in the world?" ”

"No, I never believe it, didn't your teacher teach you?" He took out a cigarette and lit it in the wind, and hurriedly added, "There are no ghosts in the world." ”

"I guess it's the ghost of the dead man in the car calling me."

"Nonsense!"

"Uncle policeman, do you believe it or not? I've seen ghosts. ”

A piece of soot from the tips of Huang Hai's fingers fell to the ground, and he took Si Wang's arm and left the place where the body was found.

Ten minutes later, he delivered the boy to his doorstep.

"Just send it here, it'll scare my mother if you go upstairs."

Si Wang snatched the schoolbag from the officer's shoulder, and Huang Hai gave him the business card: "Little friend, if you think of any clues, call me immediately!" ”

Watching the boy go upstairs, Huang Hai leaned under the big locust tree and hurriedly lit a cigarette. In the curling blue smoke, he remembered Gu Qiusha's corpse.

She was only discovered three days after her death, and there was a water leak in her room, and neighbors reported that the property was forced to open the door. The corpse fell in the entrance behind the door, face down and stretched out on all fours, and the floor was full of leaking water, soaking Gu Qiusha to some edema. The fatal wound was in the back, almost directly piercing the heart. No murder weapon was found at the scene and it was apparently taken away by the killer. Gu Qiusha had some cash in the house, but not a penny was missing, including some valuables. The clothes on her body are also in good condition, and there is no sign of being sexually assaulted, neither robbing money nor sex, and it is most likely a vendetta.

The murderer handled the scene cleanly, leaving no fingerprints or hair. The elevator surveillance did not take pictures, and it was impossible to judge whether the murderer was a man or a woman, but it could only be judged that the time of death was three days ago, that is, the day of Gu Changlong's memorial service. Huang Hai analyzed that the murderer climbed the stairs to come up, and when Gu Qiusha came home and opened the door, he rushed in behind her and killed her.

The most unacceptable thing is that just a few hours before the murder, he met with the deceased at the funeral home. It was her father's funeral, the saddest moment for a woman, Huang Hai wanted to come to comfort her, but he didn't expect to send her on her last journey. He clearly remembered what Gu Qiusha said at the time: "There is still one me left, probably not far from death, right?" ”

Sure enough, she sentenced herself to death in advance.

For a veteran criminal policeman, it is simply a great shame.

Immediately following this sentence, Gu Qiusha reminded him to pay attention to the child Si Wang.

The next day, Huang Hai came to the gate of the No. 1 Primary School on Changshou Road again.

When Si Wang came out alone, he stopped in front of him and said, "Today, I'll send you home." ”

"I can walk back on my own."

"Boy, you should know that Gu Qiusha and Gu Changlong are dead, I'm worried that you will also be in danger, understand?"

He brutally snatched the boy's schoolbag and walked along the main road, like a prisoner being escorted by the police and unable to resist.

"Was he arrested by the police?"

Several elementary school students whispered one after another, Si Wang took off the red scarf and complained: "I'm sorry, please don't send me in front of my classmates, they will think I'm a bad boy." ”

"Go your own way and let the ghosts do the talking."

"Has the case been solved?"

"Which case are you talking about?" Huang Hai stared back into his eyes, "I'll catch that bastard with my own hands!" ”

Passing by the mosque on Changde Road, someone was selling kebabs, and Si Wang was drooling when he stopped. Officer Huanghai bought ten strings, gave him four strings and said, "You are still a child, don't eat too much, beware of diarrhea!" ”

He ate the lamb skewers generously, and his expression was much more relaxed.

"Child, you've eaten so much, aren't you afraid you won't be able to eat dinner?"

"It's okay, my mom is going to work outside tonight, and I'll use the microwave to turn around the food in the fridge to eat."

"And what about your dad?"

In fact, Huang Hai asked knowingly, he had already investigated the details of Si Wang's family.

"My dad — he disappeared four years ago."

Huang Hai said solemnly: "Si Wang, come to my house for dinner tonight." ”

"No, I'd better go home by myself."

"Come with me!"

It's a commanding tone, and Huang Hai lives near the mosque, an old-fashioned high-rise building almost next to the police station.

He opened the door with his schoolbag on his back, and was greeted by a sour and moldy smell, and immediately blushed and said, "Hehe, I'm sorry!" ”

The man clumsily opened the window to ventilate, cleaned up the messy living room, the dining table was full of instant noodle cups, the ashtray was densely stuffed with cigarette butts, and it was obvious that there were no women and children in the house, a typical middle-aged bachelor. Si Wang was very careful at the stranger's house, and finally found an empty seat to sit down. The officer opened the refrigerator and poured him a glass of milk, and the boy politely took only a small sip. He turned on the TV again, and it happened to be an episode of the children's show, "Detective Conan".

He tossed and turned in the kitchen for a long time and was helpless, and finally opened the refrigerator and took out a pack of noodles and quick-frozen beef, and said with a smirk: "Boy, can I cook beef noodles for you?" ”

Ten minutes later, when Conan knocked Mori Kogoro unconscious with a needle on the television, steaming beef noodles were brought to the table.

Truth be told, the noodles under the Yellow Sea are not bad, and probably the only thing he can make in the kitchen.

When Si Wang ate all the noodles and drank all the noodle soup, Huang Hai looked at him with a strange smile. The boy stood up in a panic, but was pressed down by Huang Hai: "Have you eaten enough?" Brat! ”

"I'm full, I'm burping, won't you eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

His voice was muffled as coming from the bottom of the vat, and the air in the room stiffened. Si Wang grabbed the corner of his clothes crampedly and asked, "Uncle policeman, is there really no bad guy in the world that you can't catch?" ”

"Of course."

"You dare to swear?"

"I-" Officer Huang Hai had just lit a cigarette and slipped it back into the case, "but with a few exceptions. ”

"Homicide?"

His gaze became cold and terrifying: "What are you doing with these?" ”

"I'm wondering, will your takeover of the corpse case by the Suzhou Creek, as well as the case of Gu Qiusha and Gu Changlong, be related to the cases you didn't solve in the past?"

"You're a primary school student, why do you want to know so much?"

Si Wang was no longer polite to him, and he picked up his schoolbag and was about to go out, but Huang Hai stopped him and said, "Wait a minute." ”

"It's getting dark, and my mother says you can't just go to a stranger's house."

"What year were you born?"

"December 19, 1995."

"Well, two cases that have not been solved before happened before you were born."

"Is it 1995 too?"

"Yes."

Saying this made him a little depressed, and Si Wang pretended to be calm and said those words: "Nanming Road murder? ”

Huang Hai's face turned pale, and he grabbed the boy by the collar and lifted him into the air. His feet kicked helplessly: "Let me down!" ”

"How do you know?"

"Internet ......"

Huang Hai's thick knuckles could kill him with a single click, but he put him down: "I'm sorry, kid. ”

"It was said on the Internet that three people died in Nanming High School that summer?"

"I'm sorry, I'll send you home."

Ten minutes later, Officer Huang Hai delivered the boy to the door, and Si Wang grabbed the sleeve of his police uniform and asked, "Can you do me a favor?" ”

"Say."

"Can you help me find my dad? He disappeared during the Spring Festival in 2002, his name is Si Mingyuan, and he reported the case to your public security bureau. ”

"Okay, I'll do my best."

From then on, he would go to the school gate every few days to see Si Wang, go to the mosque to eat kebabs together, and occasionally take home to eat.

But he never mentioned his wife and children.

In May, it has been a month and a half since Gu Qiusha was killed, and there is still no progress in the case. The Public Security Bureau has temporarily identified Lu Zhongyue as a suspect and continues to want him nationwide.

Huang Hai hesitated again and again, but still decided to knock on Si Wang's door.

It was the weekend, and the door opened in a few seconds, and Si Wang looked at him in surprise: "Why are you here?" ”

"Are you doing something bad?" He walked straight into the cramped room, where the TV was playing a DVD of "The Grudge", "Home Alone? ”

"No, my mom is here."

This sentence made him scratch his head and whisper: "Does your mother know about me?" ”

How is it possible to know? A fourth-grade elementary school student who mixes with the police all day long, and anyone who is a mother will not be at ease.

When Si Wang was embarrassed, He Qingying had already come out of the bedroom, she changed into new clothes, arranged her hair, and said quite movingly: "May I ask who you are?" ”

"Oh, I-"

This man is used to dealing with bad people, and when he sees beautiful women, he opens his mouth and stammers.

"This is Officer Huanghai."

"Wang'er, what are you causing trouble outside again?"

The mother glared at her son sternly.

"Si Wang's mother, please don't get me wrong, the reason why I took the liberty to come to the door is that Si Wang asked me to do one thing - about his father!" Huang Hai noticed that her eyes jumped slightly, "I heard that your husband Si Mingyuan has been missing for many years, and your son wants me to help him find his father's whereabouts, I just investigated within the public security system." ”

"Thank you!"

"I'm sorry, I haven't found his whereabouts, I don't have any record of his accommodation in the city or out of town, no record of buying train and plane tickets. But since I promised Siwang, I will definitely work hard to find it, please rest assured! ”

He Qingying made a cup of tea for Officer Huanghai and brought it to him politely. He nodded awkwardly in acknowledgment, and took a sip of tea, almost burning his lips.

She shifted the topic to her child's education: "Si Wang is very smart, and you know what he experienced last year, so I have to thank Miss Gu for giving us the opportunity to see the world outside." He was now the same as before, with average grades in school, rarely talking to his classmates, and even the principal, who once cared most about him, ignored him anymore. ”

Officer Huanghai nodded frequently, uncharacteristically changed to a soft tone, and even told all the secrets of often sending Si Wang home from school and eating kebabs at the entrance of the mosque.

The boy blushed and hid inside, and Huang Hai took the opportunity to ask, "You just talked about Miss Gu, do you know that she is dead?" ”

"Huh? When was this? ”

"Doesn't seem to care enough about her - just a month and a half ago." Huang Hai regained a serious expression, "May I ask when was the last time you saw Gu Qiusha?" ”

"Before the Spring Festival this year, we went through the procedures for Si Wang to lift the adoption and went to the police station to move his household registration back."

"Haven't you seen you since?"

"Yes."

"Okay, thank you very much for your cooperation, then I'm leaving, I'll come and bother often in the future."

Officer Huang Hai slowly walked downstairs, and couldn't help but look back at the third floor, but his mind was full of He Qingying's face.

Is she lying?