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The crowd of people, the crisscrossing of traffic, the brief separation of eyes from eye to eye, hats thrown high, shouting loudly, pain, crying.

In an instant, all the feelings returned, Zhang Weiyong slowly opened his eyes, and let out a long sigh of relief, since Zheng Wei's death, this kind of inexplicable dream began to occupy his sleep.

Turned around and grabbed the alarm clock, "5:06" is really early in the morning, but Zhang Weiyong can't sleep anymore anyway, it's been a month and a half since the Christmas event, the winter vacation is coming to an end, and spring is coming.

Since Ye Che lost his memory, there has been no news from the police station, Zhang Weiyong thought while getting up, he must have given up, the surveillance was destroyed, it seems that they don't want to check, it is estimated that they have given up.

The morning of late winter and early spring is still very cold, Zhang Weiyong opened the curtains, the sky was gloomy, it seemed to rain, like this weather has been many days, although the rain can't fall, but there is no sun, people are irritable, there is always a feeling of coldness.

Deng Yuan's funeral was very grand, when the police did not give an accurate answer, his father also went to the police station to make trouble, and asked Ye Che to investigate, but Ye Che was still in the hospital at that time, and the police said that they would definitely find out, please be patient, but his father is not a bad son, knowing that this case is delayed, I am afraid that the death of his child will really not be found, and he went to the police station again and again, but the answers he got were so pale and weak, and finally his father gave up on a dim afternoon, maybe it was really an accident, I have to bear this pain.

On the other hand, Zheng Weiyong's side, Zhang Weiyong sighed, although he went to his funeral, but there were few people, until the end his father never appeared, Zhang Weiyong asked the new team leader, he shook his head and said that he didn't know to go to this person. Zhang Weiyong saw his look of fear of trouble, and felt sad, his father whose children were dead but didn't know how hard it would be to know this news.

On the afternoon of Zheng Wei's cremation, Zhang Weiyong sat at the door of the crematorium for a long time, like a wandering beggar, he saw many birds hovering in the sky, as if mourning for him, Zhang Weiyong felt that the wind blowing was black, making him heavier and heavier, what should he do after the end, the two murders are related to himself, presumably the police will not let him go, but now it seems that the police can really catch the murderer, for a moment Zhang Weiyong felt very much wanted to smoke a cigarette, although he has always been regarded as a good student, but he felt sadThe heart is like being filled with lead, and it is hopeless for the future life.

But Zhang Weiyong gritted his teeth and stood up, no matter what the final result was, even if he died, he would have to pull the real murderer on his back, and all the people who helped him.

Zhang Weiyong finished breakfast, the morning of the winter vacation seemed to be very leisurely, out of the headache of the winter vacation homework, it seems that he does not need to think about anything else, in this era and society, parents only care about their own studies, Zhang Weiyong's grades have nothing to say, so I never care what Zhang Weiyong is busy with all day long.

After reading the book, after half past seven, his parents went to work, Zhang Weiyong stood up, walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out the thick old newspapers inside, all about the explosion of the street chemical field around ten years ago, Zhang Weiyong looked for a long time in the thrift stall, and collected all the newspapers about that period as much as possible, wanting to learn clues from them.

After his unremitting efforts, he finally found a bit of useful value in these fragmentary clues, the fire started from the South Warehouse, the specific cause is unknown, the flames in the South Warehouse ignited the heavy equipment in the chemical plant, causing a large explosion, almost all the employees present were not spared. According to a small number of survivors, before the fire, they heard gunshots coming from the West Warehouse near the Yangtze River, so most of them ran to the West Warehouse, not caring about the South Warehouse at all, until the fire rushed to the sky, but by that time it was too late.

Zhang Weiyong felt that there were too many suspicious points in this case, inexplicable gunshots, fires, and terrifying explosions, what happened to cause such an accident. In fact, Zhang Weiyong thought about it, since the gunshot rang out, someone must have run over to see it, and he knew who the deceased was, but this explosion caused all the witnesses to die, and those who were not killed were trapped in the fire and burned to death, and it was impossible to distinguish which one was killed.

But why was there almost zero police investigation at that time? This is the strangest place for Zhang Weiyong, almost from beginning to end, the word police has never appeared in the newspapers, what kind of thing can make the police not move? Or does the police not investigate? Or is it that the police are unwilling to let the public know and have suppressed the case? There is no way to know this, the only one who may know these is Ye Che, but he hasn't seen him for a long time.

Zhang Weiyong sorted out the newspaper, put it back in the drawer, got dressed and got up and went downstairs, after all, he knew the inside story of the explosion, after all, he knew who the gunshot was related to.

Zhang Weiyong yawned and exhaled a long white breath, the poor sleep in the past few days made him very miserable, but fortunately it was a holiday. The road downstairs happened to be red, and he didn't hurry to the zebra crossing.

Suddenly, Zhang Weiyong's eyes lit up, and a familiar figure appeared across the road, Zhang Weiyong looked at him, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

[Christmas, after the end of the English drama]

After Zhang Weiyong extinguished the lights in the audience, he clenched the knife in his hand and ran all the way to the fifth floor, he knew that Zhong Yan would definitely go back to the fifth floor to get the schoolbag first, and he only relied on this opportunity to question her.

Zhang Weiyong stood between the aisle of the academic lecture hall and the south teaching building, waiting for the rest of the students to finish walking, until the lights in his classroom went out, Zhang Weiyong knew that all the students should have finished, but Zhong Yan had not yet appeared.

Finally, the long-lost figure appeared, Zhang Weiyong knew that he only had one chance, and he must not miss it.

He rushed out of the darkness suddenly, holding a knife in his hand, and crashed into Zhong Yan, he didn't think that he wanted to kill her, he just wanted to subdue her first, if he didn't hold him hostage at the beginning, he estimated that it would be dangerous, after all, there was a gap in weapons.

He saw that he was about to bump into Zhong Yan, and thought in his heart that he must not make a mistake, just such a chance, I am afraid that there will be no more chances in the future.

But just as he was about to approach Zhong Yan, Zhong Yan turned around and raised his hand as if he knew he would come, and a black metal object was coldly pressed against Zhang Weiyong's head.

"Hello" Zhong Yan's voice was playful.

Zhang Weiyong obviously knew that he was finished, and there was nothing to say about being put on the head with a gun, but he couldn't just give up, he had to ask something.

Zhang Weiyong gritted his teeth, "You're not pregnant, are you, what are you doing this for?" Is it just for that money? ”

Zhong Yan laughed, "Listen to Zhang Weiyong, first of all, I will teach you some principles of being a human being, people have no feelings, everyone only has value, and they should be dropped when they are used up, what is your action of coming to take revenge when you see Zheng Wei dead?" He has no value, and the value of the dead should stop in the soil and grow new shoots. ”

Zhang Weiyong's eyes widened angrily, and his nails were deeply buttoned into his flesh, but before he could speak, Zhong Yan spoke again.

"Do you think you've touched the truth?" Zhong Yan's voice was very ethereal: "Do you think you can kill me and avenge your brother?" Do you think what you see is true? Do you think what you hear is true? Zhong Yan paused, as if she wanted to change back to her original well-behaved voice.

"Since you don't give me money for the abortion, then I'll decide to give birth to him."

"What, what?" Zhang Weiyong couldn't believe it, "Are you really pregnant?" ”

"Then why do you think I was looking for you that day?" Zhong Yan smiled and licked her teeth, "Your value is actually delicious, but I've already eaten it, thank you, man, friend, friend." ”

Just as Zhang Weiyong was about to speak, he suddenly heard someone shouting.

"Hey, what are you doing?"