Clear and bright.

In the seventeen years since his death, Shen Yuanchao has been studying all kinds of perverted murderers, and even has no taboos on all corpses, coffins, and graves.

It was another dripping rainy day, and golden fields of rape flowers surrounded the cemetery. The tombstone is inlaid with a serious photograph with the words "Tomb of the Yellow Sea Martyrs" underneath - it stands to reason that he should have entered the martyr's cemetery, but according to the last wish expressed before his death, he wanted to accompany his son who died early forever, so he was buried in an ordinary cemetery in the suburbs.

Shen Yuanchao held a black umbrella, hugged a large cluster of chrysanthemums, and also saw Si Wang standing in front of the grave.

The boy turned his head suspiciously, and three sticks of incense were rising in his hand.

"I'll catch that demon and kill him with my own hands."

This sentence came out of Shen Yuanchao's mouth, his gray hair was a little more than last time, but his gaze was deeper or terrifying.

"Nephew, you have grown taller again, I am here to sweep Ling Zun's tomb."

He also thought that the other party was Huang Hai's son, so Si Wang simply played it to the end: "Prosecutor Shen, thank you!" ”

Shen Yuanchao grabbed the young man's hand tightly, it was as cold as a dead man, and he said to the tombstone of Officer Huanghai: "Old Huang, I couldn't make it to your funeral, but Qingming still wants to come to see you." Although all the clues I have painstakingly provided over the years have been considered wrong by you, I am still very grateful to you. ”

"My dad has heard it, and his spirit in heaven will definitely bless me to catch the murderer."

"But you're too young."

"My dad used to tell me about an American movie about the son of a righteous prosecutor in the racist South of the 50s and 60s. The protagonist recites a poem several times, and I still remember a few lines: 'I am the master of my destiny, I am the captain of my soul.' The film is called The Unconquerable, and the poem comes from the Victorian English poet William Ernest Henry. ”

"What do you want to tell me, kid?"

Si Wang's expression became more and more weird: "Prosecutor Shen, you are much better than I imagined, you are a good person." ”

"I have long since retired, I have worked in the procuratorial system for 40 years, and I have a clear conscience as a member of the Communist Party. My nephew, I took my leave. ”

"I'll send you out."

He took one last look at the tombstone, but stopped like an electric shock, and it turned out that under the name of the Yellow Sea, there was also engraved "Zi Huang Zhiliang", which was a word drawn in black ink, representing the deceased.

If Huang Hai had other children, they would also write their names on the tombstones, but the living people had to trace them in red ink - but there was only a black "yellow brightness" on the tombstone.

Si Wang took two steps back in embarrassment, and behind him was Ah Liang's grave.

Although Shen Yuanchao is old, he has become a farsighted eye, and he can clearly see the "Tomb of Huang Zhiliang" behind him, and then find that Huang Zhiliang's tombstone is also engraved with a line of text "Father Huang Hai Weeps", and the date of birth and death is engraved "1994 ~ 2004".

The ceramic photo inlaid on Ah Liang's tombstone, the ten-year-old boy who died of leukemia, is indeed somewhat similar to Si Wang.

As a result, Shen Yuanchao completely equated the young man at this moment with the son of Huang Hai, who had been dead for eight years.

"You...... You ......"

His teeth chattered, and Si Wang's face sank, and he spoke like a dead man—

"That's right, I'm Huang Zhiliang, who died of leukemia eight years ago. I want to tell you that in this world, after death, people can be resurrected. ”