Chapter 9: The Mist (3)

Back in the rainforest? It turns out that they have learned so much, and it seems that the events of the year are no secret, but the two things are completely independent, and what is the connection after many years? Do you have to explain the past at this juncture?

"What does that have to do with this case?"

"If you say it, just say it, don't hide it anymore, although you are not a criminal, but your suspicion has not been cleared, now all you can provide are important clues, and it may be testimony in the end, so you want to hide it." Officer Lee's words have become non-negotiable.

"The two things don't seem to have much connection, but the things behind this have a lot to do with each other, we can't say the truth, but the whole thing was unexpectedly strung together by you, your suspicion has actually been cleared up this morning, and the rest of us just want to know something, you don't have to carry the burden of thought." Officer Yang gave me a cover.

My wariness gradually lightened, and I hesitated for a moment, "Okay, let me think about where to start..."

The recollection of the past seemed to be vivid, and the two people who listened carefully and took notes from time to time to write down some details, and the pictures that kept turning out of my mind made me look at the events of the past from another perspective from a bird's eye, and now let go of the ups and downs of my state of mind, in which the odd and strange and evil made people believe that all this could be true.

The two officers listened to the bizarre narrative with expressions on their faces, and it looked more like they were determining some details.

"That's it, there are only so many details I can think of, and I can't do anything else I can't think of." I put down the paper cup, and two hours had passed since the whole thing was finished.

"In the end, the person who claimed to be Pei Di fled in which direction, you don't have any clues?" Officer Lee asked.

"The rainstorm has washed away the footprints on the ground, and he is holding a shotgun, and I am alone in the middle of the night to chase it, I am afraid that we will not have to sit here and talk today. Besides, it's also important to keep the scene, and it's also important to leave the scene that hasn't been passed for you, right? "I still feel dry after drinking a cup of tea, maybe that unbearable past makes me feel inexplicably anxious.

Officer Yang opened the cigarette case and took out a few more cigarettes and threw them to me and Officer Li, the whole room was filled with thick smoke and his vision was already a little blurred, "Well, your appearance was just an accident for the whole thing, but no one could have imagined this kind of thing." ā€

"Originally, the armed police still needed you to report the whole thing, but Xu Yong seems to have helped you hand in the report, so you can go back and rest first, I'm afraid you will have to run a few times in the past two days, and you may be able to leave after a few days of news." Officer Yang squinted and spat at the clouds.

"You've got what you want to know from me, but can I ask a few questions?" I didn't mean to get up.

Officer Li, who was about to pack up his pen and notebook and prepare to get up, turned his head, "There's nothing to tell you, it's better if this matter has nothing to do with you, go back and find a job and start your life again." ā€

I was silent, but my heart felt like I was holding a big rock, and I didn't want to leave it if I didn't move it away. At this point in the case, there is really no reason to reveal anything to me, an outsider, but I am still unwilling.

"I—" I just spoke.

"Don't ask, I can only tell you that one of the people killed last night is our own person, he is our key, now and in the future we have to think about acting again, hmph, it's difficult." Officer Li sighed deeply after saying a bunch of angry words, and slammed the door out.

Officer Yang passed me past me and pressed my shoulder with his hand before going out, "Go back, we'll take care of the rest." ā€

I froze in place, and I was the only one left in the smoky interrogation room, those three words echoing in my head. Own? Own? One of them is a police officer?

Did I kill a police officer by accident? The heart that had been slightly cooled was back to scorching, and another fresh and shining life was buried by me. My sweat seeped down my forehead and down my cheeks and chin as my fingers began to tremble slightly, and the ash covered my thoughts again like a cloud of gray snow. Why? Why? I kept asking myself, what was all this?

Extinguishing the cigarette, I snatched the door out of the interrogation room and bumped into the young police officer in the corner.

"Well, where are you going? The director said you can't leave town. The young officer behind him shouted.

"I'll go to the barracks of the anti-narcotics detachment of the border armed police, and if you want to come along." When I left the police station, I took out the motorcycle key and stepped onto the motorcycle, and countless questions lingered in my mind, and I had no time to care.

I could feel the road leading from the town to the camp with my eyes closed, the two-kilometer road had been driven for less than two minutes, the roar of the engine was still behind me, and the familiar doorways and fluttering flags at the end of the green shade on both sides of the road in front of me had gradually come into view.

"You... Drive slower, speeding..."I parked my motorcycle in the open space outside the camp and walked towards the gate, shouting from behind me from the young police officer, who was not turning on the siren on the police motorcycle underneath.

The camp where blood and sweat were once swayed is a little strange at this time, the years have slipped through my fingers in the years when I have fallen into a deep sleep, everything is familiar as yesterday, but everything in front of me seems to have changed. The iron gate is rusty, the red star on the beam is stained with dust, and the cement road that has been repaired countless times is also a little potholed, splashing with muddy water, a feeling of being through vicissitudes. The former barracks, the place that once looked like home, seemed to have been baptized by the years, and it was no longer so new.

"Hello, this is a military control zone, may I ask you what's the matter?" A young strange armed police soldier walked out of the guard box and gestured to me to stop.

"Hello, I'm looking for Xu Yong, Company Commander Xu, it should be the third company." I flipped out my ID card and handed it to him, "I used to be a soldier here, under him. ā€

The soldier took his ID card, glanced at the photo on it, and then glanced up at me again, "Well, please wait a minute. ā€

The guard box at the gate of the camp has increased from one to two, and looking from the outside to the inside, the training field used in the past is still the same, the soldiers are shuttling hard in the field, sweating, and the instructor's voice on the side is still as loud and powerful as before. Unconsciously, the corners of my mouth rose slightly, and the years were still the best memories.

"I used to be a soldier, at that time in Inner Mongolia, in the winter ice and snow, except for us soldiers on duty in the snow, there was no one in the four places, sometimes when I was thirsty, I turned into some snow, and I didn't dare to pull my pants too low when I peed. Haha, it was a really bitter day, but it was the happiest day. The young officer approached, looking at the gate of the barracks and recalling memories.

I took out my cigarette case and shook it twice, took out one of my own and put it in my mouth, and handed the other to the person next to me, "Is there any news of the person named Pei Di?" ā€

"The village has already investigated, and no one has found the person named Pei Di since last night, everyone has been dispatched in the office, and the bureau has also pulled out a lot of police forces to search for clues about this person, but there has been no result."

"Maybe this person's name isn't Pei Di at all." The smoke blurred my vision again, and I suddenly felt that many people and things were difficult to see at a glance.

When the smoke cleared, a neat gravel road outside the gate of the camp attracted my attention, which used to be just a vegetable field, and the soldiers of the cooking class had children from peasant families, and they had a special attachment to the vegetable field, and the camp was not allowed to cultivate vegetable fields privately, so a small piece of wasteland outside the courtyard wall was opened for them in their spare time, and those soldiers must have retired from the army now. But why is the once overgrown dirt road so neatly groomed for a vegetable patch?

I pinched my cigarette and walked towards the gravel road, and ten meters away from the forest beside the road, I could see that the vegetable patch had been tamped and covered with neat gray bricks. A neat small wooden stake is arranged at an interval of about a meter and is neatly arranged in the middle of the brick floor, each stake is hung with wreaths, some in front of the stake with empty shells, some with wine bottles, some with apples, except in front of the five stakes in front of the empty one. As I got closer along the gravel path, I was finally able to read the handwriting on the stake, and the words on the first stake were like a sharp knife that stabbed me directly in the heart: Liu Yi.