"Leonard is dead."

Belus poured two glasses of Argentinian wine, handed one to Forlì and one on the table in front of him. Looking along the wine glass, the room was spotless, everything was in the most suitable place, from the table and chairs to the small appliances, it looked neat and clean, but it seemed that something was missing.

This house does not look like a human life, there are no traces of life, there is no water stain on the bathroom faucet, there are no water droplets or color precipitation on the glass coffee pot, the bathtub is as white as new, and there is not even a single hair on the floor******* Nader? Leonard who graduated from law school? ”

"That's him."

"How many years is he supposed to be older than us, when is that?"

"On the 5th of last month, someone was found dead in Australia."

"Australia? I also met him last year, at the Ketz Bar. ”

"It's said to be a cardiac arrest."

"Belus, don't be kidding, you are a medical student, cardiac arrest can not be considered an explanation, you can casually say a dozen reasons for cardiac arrest."

"That's the strange part, he's dead, but no one knows why."

"Doesn't the Australian police investigate?"

"Police investigation? The police only found out Leonard's identity as soon as possible, and then informed his wife, who knew nothing and thought that her husband was fine, and that his body had been cold for a day when he flew to Australia. ”

"Did you go to the funeral?"

"Go, Flender, Coetzee, Mark all went to a few guys from the former basketball team."

"Leonard is only 35 years old, do they have a baby?"

"Thank goodness no."

"That's pretty good."

Foley thinks back to Leonard, half a head taller than himself, who has been playing guard on the basketball team and knows Berus well. I've only been on the basketball team for a year, and I've been on the basketball team since I left it, but Leonard is generous and never bullies newcomers, and Leonard has always been very popular with everyone compared to the big man Mark (that guy really should go to the football team).

"Why the hell did you die?"

"Two days before his accident, his Twitter was still updated, saying that he planned to return to China for a vacation, he hadn't rested for a long time, he worked in Canada, and his medical records did not show any medical treatment during that period, simply put, he did not go to the doctor, but there were no signs of physical illness."

These words reminded Foley of himself as if the rain had fallen from the sky and landed on the windowsill, and he thought of his medical records, and if anyone wanted to investigate, he would soon find that his days were numbered.

"You mean, he didn't die of disease?"

"You can't say that, maybe he went to some doctors, but they didn't record it, you know this kind of medical treatment is available in any country."

"Indeed, if he doesn't want anyone else to know."

But why didn't he want others to know that uninsured medical care was expensive and unreliable? What was the cause of death later? ”

Representative Foley asks, taking a sip of red wine.

"Maybe it's murder, or some kind of conspiracy we don't know about, Leonard submitted his resignation a month before he died, and he was a diplomat."

"Got Belus, you have read too many mystery novels, shouldn't you suspect that he has some kind of incurable disease, there is no way to use the current medical treatment, he knows it himself, and then in order not to worry his family, he deliberately does not leave traces in the medical records. In this way, at least no one knew about these terrible things until he died, and he didn't think that his family needed to go through this torture with him, so he just hid his condition, and then the condition worsened and he died. ”

"Foley, you should really go to the medical center and teach everyone a life lesson."

Belus leaned back on the sofa half-reclining, his eyes looking aimlessly at the gray staircase opposite the sofa, and several round beads hung from the transparent glass surface under the handrail of the staircase, and the beads shook slowly, as if they would never stop.

"You seem to know what's going on."

"I don't know, but as a former doctor, I know some of the patient's thoughts. If it was really a patient who deliberately concealed his illness, he would have done much more carefully than Leonard, and would not have quit his job a month ago and then suddenly went home for a vacation, and they must have to give their family a reasonable explanation for these actions, otherwise anyone would suspect that something serious had happened. When family members question these strange behaviors in person, it is difficult for a patient who hides his illness not to show his feet. ”

"You still think it's a conspiracy?"

"I think Leonard is hiding something, and serious illness is certainly a suspicious circumstance, and although I think I know the patient well, I should be suspicious now."

"In the end, we still think the same, he is sick and doesn't want his family to know, but he wants to spend the rest of his time with his family, so he resigned and returned to China."

"Seems to make sense."

"I'll just say you've read too many mystery novels."

Leonard died of illness at the age of 35. As he thinks back to this, Foley now seems to feel a sense of pleasure and joy compared to the surprise he had when he first heard the news, he can't be sure why this feeling is happening, why he feels a little light, even a pleasant pleasure when he hears that Leonard is dead, is it evil in his heart, wishing that others would be worse than him?

He held out his hand and motioned for Berus to pour himself another glass of wine. Belus got up and left the living room, and when he returned, he held a wine bottle in his left hand and a data device in his right hand. He sat back in the position where he got up and sat in front of him, almost in the same area, even sitting in the same position so carefully, no wonder the room would be so clean, when did Belus start to have a habit of cleanliness, Forlly secretly wondered to himself.

"Two weeks ago, I saw Leonard near the stadium."

"What."

Forlì nearly knocked over the glass that came to his lips. His mouth opened wide in surprise.

"What a joke."

"Do you think I'm going to make fun of Leonard after I've been at his funeral and watched him go to heaven?"

"Hell, Belus you scared me."

"At the stadium that day, I just thought I recognized the wrong person at first, but they looked too similar, there were a few Asians standing around, maybe Chinese or Japanese, I couldn't tell the difference, his body was especially tall in this group, I couldn't recognize the wrong person."

"And then, did you call him?"

Belus looked at Forlì and paused for a moment, his voice changed from his previous calmness, as if he was not sure what he would say next, he took a sip of the red wine in his glass, and leaned forward from the back of the sofa, almost so low that it was pressed against the table.

"I stepped forward to see it, and I had to make sure I had the wrong person. God knows, how could I possibly confirm that he was the Leonard I knew, I just wanted to make sure that I was wrong, that I was wrong. ”

"Say Berus slowly, say it slowly."

"He looked at me confusedly, and I said, 'Brother, I'm Belus, aren't you already...'"

"When I think about it, ask a living person that you are dead, if you really recognize the wrong person, the other party will definitely be unhappy, no one likes to be molested like this, right?"

"It's true, if you can't get it in trouble."

"Fighting is secondary, but obviously it's not appropriate. So I said, Leonard, where have you been lately, I haven't heard from you. ”

"He looked at me in astonishment and ignorance, as if he didn't understand what I was saying."

"I'm not Leonard, you recognize the wrong person."

"I said, 'Brother, how could I admit my mistake,' and by that time I had already confirmed that he was Leonard, and I wasn't mistaken."

"Why did he deny it, did he have amnesia?"

"Foley, you've read too many novels this time."

"So what's going on?"

"I want to know what the hell this guy is up to."

The two fell silent, and Representative Foley didn't know what Bellus was thinking, but he knew that he was still immersed in the joy he had just had, and he thought that if he could keep this feeling, he would be able to cope with his work and maintain his normal life. Although he thought that this pleasure was not glorious.