When I got home, I couldn't sleep anymore, and I always felt unstable. These two days are weekends, and the rest time of library staff is to be staggered with normal people. But this rule has nothing to do with our library. Liang and I still enjoy a normal holiday.

I slept at home for two days, and I basically forgot about the interrogators. When I went to work on Monday, I saw the empty desk opposite, and then I remembered that Liang Jiwu had asked for leave.

The huge library is myself. I was on the net for a while, upset and irritable, and wandering all over the ground with my hands behind my back. After flipping through a book for a while, doing push-ups for a while, I walked around and came to the back reference room. I flipped out Liang Zhuwu's card, looked at the electronic door, and turned around the door twice, thinking about it. Anyway, it's been almost a month since I worked, and when the time comes, I'll get in as much as I like.

Don't look at Liang Zhuwu's words so mysterious, but I don't think there will be any shocking and peerless secrets hidden here, it is nothing more than the county chronicles and some relatively rare historical solitary books, presumably all in classical Chinese, which is obscure and laborious to read, and lacks interest when you think about it.

Let's write my novels. I turned back to my desk and wrote a novel while watching an island movie. wrote until noon, strolled around to the cafeteria to eat, came back in the afternoon to take a nap on the broken sofa, flipped through the novels of solving crimes during the Republic of China, and soon it was time to get off work. On the way home, I felt as if I had entered retirement early. I don't have any big ambitions, but I think that's good. Life is just to survive and mix slowly.

The next day, Liang Jiwu still didn't come, and when he looked at his watch, he saw that he was about to get off work, and he had to hurry up and finish this chapter. I was writing when a call came.

Look at the caller ID, it is actually Chen Ping'an. I'm quite unimpressed with this guy and don't have much to talk to about him. But Chen Ping'an is an old classmate after all, and he still has a little power in his hands, so it's better to be a friend than a passerby. Answering the phone, I asked him what was wrong. Chen Ping'an was very depressed on the phone: "Liu Yang, come to the office after work, and we will drink together in the evening." "I said something didn't sound right in your voice. Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and said, "The night before yesterday, Xu Jiannan died in the detention center. ”

"Who is Xu Jianan?" I asked.

"It's the red-haired bastard we interrogated that day." Chen Ping'an's voice trembled a little.

I frowned when I heard this, and my heart was like a sudden blockage of 10,000 catties of boulders, and I hurriedly asked what was going on.

Chen Ping'an said: "In the evening, we will talk about it when you come." Oh, by the way, is the five with you? “

I said, "He's been on leave for days, and he hasn't been seen at all." ”

"What is this kid up to?" Chen Ping'an's tone was a little uneasy: "I called him N times and couldn't get through." Forget it, don't take him, let's drink. I'm in a panic, you talk to me. ”

Putting down the phone, I had a picture of the strange performance of the day in my mind. I am a person with a lot of imagination, and when I think about it, I am fascinated, and for a moment it seems to be back in the interrogation room of that cold winter and snowy night. Just thinking about it, I suddenly had a thrill, and suddenly woke up to the cold and damp underground library, and I was alone at this time!

My body chilled for no reason, and the old light bulb covered in gray-white dust on the ceiling was buzzing, and I couldn't help but swallow my saliva. It's surprisingly quiet, but there's a faint feeling like something inexplicable is slowly surging.

I couldn't stand still, stood up and stomped my feet, packed my bags and was about to leave. But the feeling of uneasiness just now seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, like a bad omen. I had hair on my back and a little itchy gumbed. I forced myself to compose myself, and slowly walked through the rows of old bookshelves to the back of the darkest place.

The electronic door of the vault stood silently, and it was from inside the door that my uneasiness came out. Looking at this door, I suddenly had a strange feeling: this information room is so tightly guarded, the purpose is not to prevent people from entering, but not to let anything out of the door.

Thinking of this, I shivered, and quickly ran out of the basement with my bag on my back, turned off the lights and locked the door. The heart is pounding. It's been a long time, and I've smiled bitterly, are you disturbing yourself? I was so good, but I had to scare myself.

In the evening, I went to the police station full of worries. Chen Ping'an was already waiting in front of the door, and when he saw me coming, he pulled me and left. We didn't go to any seafood restaurants this time, so we found a barbecue stand. It was windy outside, and he and I were at ease indoors grilling meat skewers and drinking beer.

I asked him what happened to Xu Jianan.

Chen Ping'an drank a glass of wine in one gulp, his face flushed, and he looked at the stove for a long time before saying, "For this matter, the director almost didn't take off my uniform." ”

"Is it that serious?" I said as I chewed peanuts.

Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly: "Think about it, I just finished beating the suspect, and the suspect died after two days." I said it has nothing to do with me, what can you think? ”

"What does the medical examiner say?"

Chen Ping'an's expression was a little strange, his facial features were trembling, and he said for a long time: "It was said to be a heart attack." ”

I laughed: "How can that kid have a heart attack when he is a teenager?" Who believes when you say it? ”

Chen Ping'an pointed at my nose: "Look, look, even you don't believe it." Those who know the way say that the kid died of a heart attack, and those who don't know the way say that I killed him. Exercise***. ”

"I'm a man who respects the facts." I said, "What the hell is a heart attack?" Does he have a family history of heart disease? ”

Chen Ping'an mechanically bit the mutton skewers: "I don't know what to do." The forensic examination said that he had a heart attack coronary artery or something, and I didn't understand it. In the words of the common people, it is ......" He hesitated and said, "I was scared to death." “

I blinked quickly: "Scared to death? Was it a threat from fellow inmates? “

Chen Ping'an looked at me and gave me a thumbs up: "High." Your statement is the same as the official statement that our director came up with, so that the whole firm can say it to the outside world. ”

"Don't talk about the calf, what the hell is going on?" I said impatiently.

Chen Ping'an also lost his temper at this time, he said tiredly: "According to the prisoners in the detention center at that time, this kid has been very abnormal since he was imprisoned, and he doesn't communicate with people, so he sits against the corner of the wall and faces in. He did not eat or drink, and whoever wanted to touch him, he was hysterical and bit like a mad dog. In the middle of the night on the day he died, a prisoner heard him talking to someone. If you look closely, he is alone in the corner, and he is talking to the wall! The scene was so pervasive that the prisoners hid far away. What's even more terrifying is that he actually cried like a baby, intermittently. ”

"And then?" I asked.

"The next morning, the prisoners reported. Colleagues from the detention center went to check on them, and when they touched their bodies, they were all cold. His face was pale, and this man died like this. When and how he died, no one knows the way. ”

I said slowly: "Since there is an autopsy report to testify, it has nothing to do with you. ”

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, leaned back in his chair, looked at the ceiling and said, "I don't care about this, it's just that the bastard died too strangely." Liu Yang, my heart is very blocked, and I always feel that something is wrong. ”

I shook my glass and didn't speak.

"Do you know the way? When they collected the body, they saw my name engraved on the corner of the wall where the bastard was ————! ”

I looked at him with wide eyes and horror.

Chen Ping'an took a big sip of wine: "It was all written down by him before he died." You say I'm messing with someone. ”

I said in my heart, if you don't be so violent and impulsive, you won't have such a bad result.

Chen Ping'an patted me: "Liu Yang, you wait to see him and talk to him." He has a lot of crooked ideas, he reads a lot of books, and he also knows some great gods and helps me come up with ideas. I always had a sense of foreboding. From the moment I found the body, I felt uncomfortable, and until now, it feels like I'm being targeted by something. ”

He said that I didn't have a reason to chill all over my body, and coughed: "You think too much, it's purely mediocre and self-disturbing." ”

"Do you know the truth?" He said: "Now the boiling murder case about Yuncun on the Internet is the first one I discovered!" It happened that day, I went to the countryside to investigate a theft case, and I wanted to leave after the incident, but someone interjected, saying that there was a strange room, and I hadn't seen anyone in or out for a long time. I'm also a idle egg, and if I want to show off, I pretend to be like a dog and go to investigate. As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw three corpses hanging from the beams of the house. You don't know how I felt at that time, *****, like a big stone blocking my heart, like countless small steel knives cutting my heart. If I hadn't gone in with my fellow villagers, I would have been able to pull my pants on the spot. ”

As he spoke, his voice became more and more trembling: "Since that day, I have had a very strange feeling. The joints of the whole body are sore, and I have weakness, as if I have a severe cold, and I can't express the strength. It seems that I have infinite scenery, and I am summoned by the director and praised by my colleagues, but my heart is heavy, and I always feel that I am pressing something, and I can't breathe, I can't breathe. I'm more manic now than before, and I'm just igniting the fire, knowing that the way is wrong, and I can't control it, I'm really evil. ”

I heard him open the door and see three bodies hanging from the beams, their hairs standing on end. Somehow, I remembered Hong Chen, she was sealed in the paper figure by Wang Dongmei at that time, and hung on the beam of the house to fall into the soul.

"What are those three bodies like?" I asked in a trembling voice.

Chen Ping'an glared at me: "Don't seduce me, I told you just now that I have made mistakes." Don't say it, don't say it. ”

I held back my curiosity to the fullest, forget it, if he doesn't say it, he won't say it. I can't solve it, and the farther away from me, the better. I returned to the county seat from the city and left Li Yangtong to lock them up, partly because I wanted to be cut off from these things. I'm not a particularly curious and exploratory person, and I believe that more is better than less.

After drinking, I helped the drunk Chen Ping'an out. He walked to the side of the road and vomited, and after vomiting, he squatted on the ground and gasped for breath. I could only guard him in the cold wind.

After a while, he stood up and took my hand and cried: "Liu Yang, I didn't want to hit him, I really didn't want to hit him, I really couldn't help it at that time." ”

I knew that he was aggrieved and said, "It's okay, don't think about it." Life and death depend on fate, he has such a big lifespan, what Lord Yama said, it has nothing to do with you. ”

Chen Ping'an wiped his tears and said, "Liu Yang, are we friends?" ”

I nodded.

Chen Ping'an said: "It's buddy, you do me a favor." ”

"Say it."

Chen Ping'an looked at the dark sky and said, "I heard that Xu Jianan's family is holding a funeral, if you are not busy in the past two days, go to his house to burn some paper for me and put incense on him." ”