It was probably the worst day of their lives, not one of them.

"It was the worst day of my life." It is a sentence that all businessmen agree on, and the second half of his sentence is "If you can't forget, there will be no better tomorrow." ”

These people may all have the same merits, knightly courage, god-like kindness, and indelible will, but it is undeniable that they all survived, and they were lucky to be the bellwether of success.

And most of the people who didn't survive died in other places, and the best case was just to be chased and killed by dozens of people day and night, sleeplessly.

This is the society that countless people dream of, and this is the reality full of happiness.

This is a society in which everyone can never be equal, and this is the reality written by arrogant rulers.

Self-deception and foolishness.

And bad luck starts from a bad day, starting from the early morning.

Today is Monday, the least favorite day of Zhou Tai, a student in the sixth class of the third grade of Huangpu Primary School, for no other reason, maybe it's just because it's Monday, of course, it may also be because of the mysterious and unpleasant classmate next to him.

Autumn in Liantang is always so capricious, just like all menopausal women who are 40 years old, one second they are still enthusiastic about you, and the next second, they are cold to you.

Accompanied by the icy howling cold wind, and the large raindrops that make people feel cold, these extreme conditions of nature have made those who don't like autumn pants dispel these thoughts.

But before that, many people will choose an easy-to-understand method, that is, to seal themselves in the quilt, and expect that no one will ever break the seal, so they have been immersed in the confinement of the seal.

Unfortunately, a clear and crisp alarm clock chime woke Zhou Tai up, he struggled to open his eyelids that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, a slender hand that seemed to have never done any labor with the naked eye, stretched out weakly under the yellow alarm clock belonging to his parents' property, and finally slammed into the alarm clock, ending the annoying sound, and then put the quilt over his head and looked forward to the next day.

Zhou Tai was praying something in the bed, and his inner feeling at the moment went from driving to a few minutes before the traffic jam, or the moment when the child who stole his parents' money saw his parents open his wallet.

You may know that the gastric juice in your stomach will be splashed out by someone, but you never know when you will be beaten by the unreasonable and merciless mixed doubles of your parents.

But this beating from society will always come, but the tranquility before the beating can be said to be the poisonous wine that sends people on the road, which makes people intoxicated and makes people die unconsciously.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, pass, pass." Judging by the rhythm and timbre, it was the sound of a woman rushing up the stairs, and we all meant what it was.

A woman who looked nearly 40 years old held on to the handrail of the solid mahogany staircase, and rushed to the second floor quickly and fiercely, the vigorous movement did not show the traces of time on her body, and after she rushed to the second floor, she opened a certain door with the way of dismantling the house, followed by a heart-rending roar.

"Zhou Tai, don't you want to live anymore, what time is it, and you're still sleeping. Don't think that a little money at home will support you for a lifetime. ”

Maybe it's because you're used to it, or maybe you don't know the height of the sky, or you don't know whether you're alive or dead.

Zhou Tai is still hiding in the quilt, and there is still a faint sound from the heavy quilt, obviously pretending to snore.

Thankfully, all of this was over, as someone's quilt had been rudely pulled away and thrown on a messy floor.

This was followed by some unpleasant curses that were unpleasant, immoral, and corrupt to the social atmosphere.

Maybe it's because of the pampering, or because of the resentment of getting up, anyway, it's our classmate Zhou Tai, who yelled loudly at the guardian in front of him in a tone that could send him to the king of Hades to report immediately.

"Why don't you just get some sleep? As for making such a big fire? Don't think I don't know how much money I have at home! Aren't our house, car, and maids all symbols of the rich? I don't go to school, it won't matter, anyway, my dad is a shareholder in the school, junior high school, high school to college, those land are rented to our house, anyway, you can mix a college diploma anyway, and then let my dad just get a false job for me to be an official, and I can't get enough to eat, anyway, your future money is in my hands. ”

When our young and ignorant classmate Zhou Tai finished saying this, I am afraid that God could not help but mourn his ignorance.

A few minutes later, accompanied by the screams of Zhou Tai, under the influence of some irreversible external force, Zhou Tai got up with a bruised body.

In his words, "It was the worst day of my life. ”

After not having breakfast in anger, he walked to the road of knowledge to the school by himself.

On the way to school, Zhou Tai hid under the dilapidated eaves, looked at the passers-by around him through the gray rain and mist, and thought about his life for the rest of the 80 years.

"Liantang, I don't know when it changed to black and white tones?" After saying this, Zhou Tai's naïve heart seemed to be silently thinking about something.

My name is Zhou Tai and I am a student in the sixth class of the third grade of Whampoa Primary School.

In this public and private school, I can say that one person is above 10,000 people, and I am respected and loved by all the teachers and students of the school.

No way, this may be an excellent feeling, is it just my dad because of the trainee manager of this school?

Now think about it, my friends are all children whose parents have to say not to play with them, and the breakfast I eat every day is the living expenses of those poor children for a week, and even sometimes I want to get close to the children of those civilian platoons I can't be quiet, it's really helpless, this is the feeling of the ancient emperor, lonely and lonely.

Go away, you filthy money that smells of copper, and I can still live a colorful life without you.

Thinking of this, Zhou Tai also paused.

A gust of wind blew, and a faint raindrop slipped down from a high place, wetting its fat face, and here Zhou Tai actually used his coquettish hand to tease his head like a labor prisoner who had just come out of prison, and he couldn't help but smile in his mouth, and began to talk to himself.

"It seems that even nature can't resist my flowery beauty, even the wind wants to blow my hair out of jealousy, and the raindrops can't help but caress my face because of love."

Before the words fell, Zhou Tai suddenly turned his head and put his eyes on the window that could be used as a mirror, a pair of sky-like eyes revealed a bright light, and a confident smile on his face with the middle-aged single dog.

After staring at himself in the mirror for ten seconds, he also proudly raised his head that was no different from that ordinary person, and the morning sun shone on Zhou Tai's bright red scarf through the thin clouds, making this revolutionary fire more vivid and more dazzling.

In the streets full of potholes and stagnant water, a child carries the army's march, with the smile of a middle-aged single dog on his face, and raises his fat little hands, and a childish child's voice also sounds, "I am the best socialist successor." ”

While an elementary school student with a secondary school illness on a street corner is still complacent, our Officer Yang is sitting alone in a crowded and cramped office, facing two objective and difficult problems, and trying to force our mind back to the style of detective fiction from the adventures of elementary school students.

Unlike Zhou Tai's wealthy children, on Monday morning, our Comrade Xiao Yang was wearing a loose police uniform, with a handsome face covered with piercing stubble, hair that had not been washed for at least two or three days, and large and small bottles of coffee cups in the nearby trash can.

And this small point allows us to fully understand the objective problems of two realities, one is that the police are no different from other paid professions, and the other is that there are not many good policemen like him who still insist on coming to work in such a mental state.

Even so, working day and night, and without overtime pay, Officer Yang still paid attention to the affairs at hand with great interest, and the excited light on his decadent face.

Looking down at his line of sight, a white-gloved hand held this evidence bag, which contained a black card of special material, and his mind couldn't help but enter the memory.

Last Friday, the wind was fierce and the thunderstorm was blowing, just like the beginning of all ghost movies, and the dark style of the whole world's clothes seemed to remind everyone of the 19th century of the last century, that unforgettable and unforgettable Black Friday.

"Kuang, clear, box, clear, open." Officer Yang drove his old police car to an abandoned super-library on the border of Liantang, and he didn't know what the purpose was, he didn't turn on the alarm of the police car, probably because the engine sound was enough to attract attention.

Officer Yang hastily cleaned up the traces left by the tires of the car, strode towards the warehouse, if you happened to meet him at this time, and stepped forward to ask: "You have wiped off the tire tracks of the car, why don't you just hide the car?" ”

And in the face of such a brainless question, Officer Yang will tell you in a serious and mocking tone.

"First of all, the appearance of this car is similar to that of a scrapped car that no one else wants, and there is basically no living person in this kind of place where birds don't.

Even if others see that there is no tire mark, others will think that the police department had to leave the vehicle here because of some accident, and it is their strength for people like them to deceive themselves.

And the second point is a little funny to say, in the final analysis, it is lazy to say a word. ”

At this point, Officer Yang has walked to the side of the warehouse and began to conduct the first step of the preliminary investigation, and the final information obtained is as follows.

1. This warehouse is most likely a product of the 20 years of the last century, or earlier.

2. The exterior walls of the warehouse are unusually sturdy, and it may have been used as a military warehouse.

3. Three have been found at the exit, all of which are modern products, two roller shutter doors, and a wooden broken door, and the lock on it can be opened by any third-rate thief.

4. There are very obvious signs of entry and exit at the door, the footprints of three different people, but there is no proof that any objects have moved around the warehouse.

Officer Yang walked around the outer wall of the warehouse, and without any footprints left, he came to the small wooden doorway.

Officer Yang thought it would be easy to open the door at first, but just as he got his hands on it, he realized that the door was as strong as you imagined, and it was locked.

After he tried to push hard to no avail, a bad premonition surfaced in Officer Yang's mind, which was about to turn into a reality in the near future.

If the door had been open in the first place, there would have been natural traces of wind and sun exposure under the crack in the door, but not in the current situation.

So, how did the informant who reported the crime know if there was a dead person inside, this kind of warehouse is not the inherent property of the informant, and this door is unusually sturdier than I imagined, and there is no sign of forced entry on the door, so the possibility of forced entry is ruled out.

Then there is only one possibility left, he is a Jiangyang thief, otherwise he would not be able to enter, and our police officer has no criminal record from the current point of view, at least not at present, which also proves my idea just now.

Thinking of this, Officer Yang didn't know where to get a wire, and it seemed that he opened the wooden gate in front of him very easily and casually.

That night, a group of people came to a dilapidated wooden house in Sanchome with this card in their hands in the order of time.

Above the wooden house hung a loud wooden signboard, on which was written such a line of big letters, cowardly savior.