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I sighed at the thought of this. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWhat is left here should be Chen Ye's most precious memory, or the secret of his life.

I looked at the photos and my watch carefully, and then set them aside, leaving a lot of papers. I took out one of them and flipped through it, and it was all the inside story of the money laundering and the transactions that made him trade.

Suddenly, some shredded photographs appeared from the papers, and they caught my eye. The photo was torn up, picked up again, threw the document aside, sat on the ground, and carefully put together the broken photos.

It took a long time for me to get all this done, but there are still a few pieces missing from this photo, even if it is put together, it is not complete, I can't see it at all, the appearance of this person in the photo, I can only vaguely see that this is a woman, and the distance of the shooting seems to be very far, vaguely unable to see clearly.

Who the hell is this? Could it be Chen Ye's mother?

With a sigh, he carefully put away the photo and put it in the file again. Looking at the same below, there are not many meaningful things, maybe these things are important to Chen Ye, but they are of little use to me.

One of the documents records what happened to Boss Chen at that time, and even the cause of death. That's right, Boss Chen was killed by Tiezhu, but Tiezhu also raised Chen Ye again, which is really contradictory, if it were me, maybe I wouldn't know how to do it.

But who would have thought that Chen Ye couldn't bear it, but Tie Zhu couldn't bear it. After so many years, you can still abandon Chen Ye at any time, or give up everyone. I don't know what kind of mentality Tie Zhu had when he raised Chen Ye.

I took a cigarette, lit it, and flipped through a few meaningless things.

A case slipped from the document in my hand, like a silent butterfly landing leisurely in front of me. This is a case from many years ago. The case was burned, half-burned, but there were still some traces.

In the Department of Psychiatry of the Third Affiliated Hospital, the signature of the attending doctor can be vaguely seen, Ma Runxiang. At that time, doctors still wrote square characters, unlike doctors now, who wrote words that were unrecognizable, as if they had created words.

After looking at the case for a long time, I couldn't see a single reason, and beyond these words, everything had been burned down. But it is absolutely impossible for Chen Ye to leave a useless thing in it, what is this? What is even involved? Could it be that Chen Ye's own case is absolutely impossible, if it were his own, it would never be kept here, and it would have been torn or lost long ago.

I don't know why, but I had a sense of urgency to figure it all out. I felt as if it all had something to do with me, and this feeling was inexplicable, but it was so intense. dc update/l most #{fast ◎ (on) cool k&craftsman} net'

"Department of Psychiatry, Third Affiliated Hospital. I muttered, looking at one of the points in the broken photo, as if I saw a woman's jet-black hair, suddenly, I felt a burst of pain in my heart, and I inexplicably felt a strong feeling of wanting to cry.

I put everything away and continued to hide it inside, just taking out the case and the torn and broken photograph that had been torn up. The safe put me back in place, and put the TV cabinet and the things on top of it in the way I remember them just now.

Sitting on the sofa and looking at the case carefully, he was in a daze for a long time, then took out the phone and called, "Hey, Yangyang." ”

"Xiaoyu. Liu Yang's voice was as cold as ever, but we were all used to him like this.

"You go to the psychiatric department of the Third Hospital now, find a doctor named Ma Runxiang, and you can see if he is there. ”

After a pause, Liu Yang said directly: "I know." I'll go right now. ”

After sitting in the room for a while, looking at the huge wedding photos hanging on the wall, I got up and walked out, I will keep everything here, and I will not change its own pattern, I will find someone to break it up and maintain everything from time to time.

I took a taxi and headed home, and as soon as I walked to the door of the community, the phone rang: "Hey, how is Yangyang?"

"There was no doctor named Ma Runxiang, I asked an older man, and I heard that he was retired, and he had been retired for seven years. Liu Yang said lightly.

It's been seven years, so it proves that this case should be at least seven years ago, how old was me at that time, how old was Chen Ye? and even this case may have been earlier. Why did Chen Ye leave such a case? Moreover, it is a psychiatric department.

"Retired?" I muttered, leaning against a tree at the entrance of the neighborhood and lighting a cigarette.

The sunset is sinking in the west, and the last bright fatigue is slowly converging the last brightness. My figure blended with the shadow of the tree, and I couldn't see it anymore.

Liu Yang continued: "But I'll ask for his phone number, you can remember it." ”

"Okay, you say. I hurriedly jotted down the call.

hung up the phone, entered the number that Liu Yang just said, and hesitated to dial the phone: "Hey, hello, who one?" A somewhat old voice came from the phone, but it sounded full of energy.

"Hello, are you Dr. Ma Runxiang?" I asked softly.

"It's me. Are you?"

I smiled and said lightly, "That's right, Dr. Ma, do you have time now? I would like to consult you about something." ”

There was a silence on the phone, and Dr. Ma said, "I haven't been a doctor for a long time, if you have any problems with your body, you can go to the hospital for direct consultation." ”

"Not really, Dr. Ma. I smiled, "It's about a case, and I see your signature on it, so I'd like to ask you to see if you remember seeing the patient at the time." ”

Dr. Ma's voice was a little proud: "There are hundreds of patients who have walked out under my hands, how can I remember them so clearly. ”

After thinking about it, I said lightly, "Doctor Ma, do you see that it is convenient for you, can we find a place to talk?" I don't know why, I have a sense of urgency in my heart, and I can't wait to ask him for clarification immediately.

Doctor Ma pondered for a moment, "I'm inconvenient today, so let's call me tomorrow." ”

"Yes, thank you, thank you so much, Dr. Ma. I thanked him again and again and hung up the phone.