Chapter 69: The Neighbor on the Twelfth Floor Sixth
However, he did overestimate the police's ability to handle the case, and a few days passed, and no police officer came to his door to question him.
When I took the elevator, I always heard some gossip people who said that the online car-hailing driver on the 8th floor committed suicide because of cancer.
However, during this period, he found that the handsome policeman who often haunted the girl's house on the eighth floor seemed to be missing.
He was in a state of ecstasy, and one evening, while wandering alone in the garden of the center, he suddenly discovered that in the last few days, Loya had always liked to stand in front of the window for a long time.
He found a new fetish, which was to make eye contact with her in the dark, fantasizing about eye contact between them.
That night, when he returned home from downstairs, news came from God that he was a coward who deserved to stand in the dark like a clown.
Clown, hum, what a graphic and apt metaphor.
You can't cry, you can only laugh, that's the fate of the clown. A coward who only deserves to live in front of the world in a mask.
No one cares what the face behind that mask is like, the clown in front of the world is the object of laughter of thousands of people, no one will sympathize with him, the more he wants to please the audience, how sad his heart is. No one will really understand that he is a man who laughs in front of people and hides in a corner after the play is over.
God's word wakes up the dreamer, and there is nothing in this world that explains his role in life better than a clown.
The next day, he bought a clown outfit and dressed himself up in the dead of night.
The central garden is his stage, and he doesn't need to know who the audience is, he just wants to show happiness and happiness to the girl on the 8th floor.
When the girl's figure appeared in front of the window, he knew that the curtain on the stage had opened. He grinned at the window with an extreme grin, a smile that gave vent to his sadness.
Even though he knew that she wouldn't see him at all in the dark night, he didn't care, as long as he knew he was putting on a show for her.
The show didn't last long before the curtain was closed, the window in the darkness shut him out, the stage lights went out, and she disappeared from his sight.
Lost, full of loss, I don't know where to put it.
It can be said that this show has ended before it really begins.
Standing in the darkness, the dim street lamps stretched his shadow infinitely on the garden steps under the cover of the fog.
The four-cornered clown hat is particularly abrupt.
In the distance, a man walked on the path ahead.
At first, he couldn't see who the man was. Inexplicably, I felt a sense of familiarity.
Gradually, the man got closer and closer, and he walked towards him fearlessly.
He saw clearly that it was her, and the audience in his mind was walking towards him at this time.
But, who is he? He is a clown who can't see the light, and he can only hide behind the laughter of the audience and secretly grieve down.
So, he's going to go away, to walk away from her, as God says, and he and she are people of two different worlds.
He was afraid that it would be the result of ridicule, and that would be unacceptable to him.
Run, he ran desperately, his brain ran uncontrollably.
Only one thought, can't let her know who she is? He didn't want to make a bad impression in her mind.
However, she is too persistent, and she chases after her.
Until he has no way out.
He was a tangle of contradictions, and he knew he had to have a battle with her, which he didn't want to see.
Is it to take off the mask and let her know who she is? And then beg her to let herself go?
still don't take off the mask and fight her to the death.
But she didn't give herself half a chance, when the wolf guard in her hand swung towards him, the other in his heart he had the upper hand, and the balance in his mind was in favor of the latter, he not only wanted to fight her to the death, but also let her die with him.
Haha, at least in the other world, it won't be so lonely to have her company.
However, it didn't go as he wanted, and he didn't just present himself to her. Even her last and only dignity was lost in front of her.
When she saw his true face, there was a moment when she couldn't even remember who he was, and it was only after the security guard's reminder that she remembered that she had seen such a character as him.
Mask, how he wished his mask was still there at that time, he would always hide behind the mask and not come out to show people, not show his sad side.
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On Monday, Bureau Li apologized to Yi Tian for Luoya's incident, and it was thanks to Yi Tian's insistence on staying downstairs in Luoya, so as not to make a big mistake.
He also apologized for his mistake of misleading the way of thinking about the case and influencing a group of brainless police officers under him.
I have to say that Bureau Li is indeed a piece of material to be a leader, and when it comes to it, the entire police station has to tremble, gentle, and gentle, so gentle that it is a little scary.
Yi Tian said that he accepted the apology of the Li Bureau, but the premise was that he had to invite his colleagues from the Criminal Investigation Department to a big meal.
Li Ju agreed very happily and said that he would invite him at noon.
A group of police officers were so excited that they even threw aside the breakfast in their hands, leaving their stomachs to wait for the Li Bureau to treat them.
As soon as noon arrived, he entered the gate of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, but he was followed by a takeaway brother.
Each person had a porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat, which made a group of people dumbfounded.
Li Ju's loud voice laughed.
"What are you doing in a daze, do it while it's hot?"
I picked up the bun that I had thrown aside and took a bite.
"Ju Li, are you kidding, I'm growing my body, and your porridge isn't enough for me to stuff my teeth."
Erbai chimed in: "Yes, Li Ju, you are abusing children." β
One tube: "Who are you talking about?" You're a child, I'm a baby waiting to be fed, okay? β
Li Guo showed embarrassment: "I'm really sorry, everyone, I haven't seen what my salary card looks like for so many years, it's already good to be able to invite you to eat porridge, hurry up and start work." β
As for Yi Tian, haha, Li Ju's meal, he didn't have any hope at all.
The Criminal Investigation Department counted him and Wang as both old men, and the first and second cakes were all later, and Li Ju's personality naturally didn't understand it thoroughly, so he only blamed them for being too naΓ―ve.
There was another takeaway brother outside the door, and McDonald's Big Mac had one for everyone, but before eating, Yi Tian said hello.
Who is the ethereal God in the White Horse case? After eating the Big Mac, he diligently investigates the case, and it is best to find the person before dark.
Maybe the clown who kidnapped Loya was the guy who claimed to be God.
The second cake complained, saying that this Big Mac tasted so bad that it had changed its taste?