It was still a little hot in Huazhou in September, but it was very windy at the top of Qionghua Mountain.

The scenic area is as lively as ever, but there is a place that is listed as a forbidden area where there is no tourist, and it is very quiet.

Jiang Yang and Fang Wenzhou went to An Shengsen's tomb together.

There was a man in a suit and leather shoes, about forty years old, holding a few bouquets of flowers and guarding there early.

That person Jiang Yang didn't know, Fang Wenzhou made a brief introduction, saying that it was Deng Chaozhong's secretary, surnamed Geng.

"The chief was supposed to come here in person today, but there was a very important meeting to attend, so I went to Kyoto temporarily."

Secretary Geng spoke bluntly when he saw Jiang Yang, and handed over a white bouquet.

Jiang Yang nodded slightly and took the flower: "Thank you Mr. Deng for me." ”

The secretary looked at Jiang Yang and nodded: "Definitely." ”

Then he stepped aside and stood side by side with Xu Zhigao.

Jiang Yang didn't say much, turned to look at the tombstone.

First he placed the flowers in front of the tombstone, then knelt down and kowtowed three times.

I took out a 100ml bottle of liquor and a pack of Panda brand cigarettes from my pocket.

Wine spilled on the floor, and two cigarettes were lit.

One was placed in front of the tombstone, and the other was silently smoked by itself.

"You are not what you used to be, and you are also the one who holds the power on one side."

Fang Wenzhou stood behind Jiang Yang and said, "Presumably, the old man also has some comfort over there. ”

Jiang Yang smoked a cigarette and said, "When was he alive, when did he fight for this?" ”

"The word right, he has never pursued."

"It's ridiculous that a man who has never been interested in these things has died on this charge."

Fang Wenzhou was silent.

Jiang Yang said: "After the old man died, there were three stages in my heart, and there were three changes. ”

Fang Wenzhou stood with his hands in his hands and listened quietly.

The wind rose, and the hem of Jiang Yang's clothes rustled.

Secretary Geng and Xu Zhigao glanced at each other, turned around and went ten meters away, and gave each other a cigarette to ensure that the two of them were in an inaudible environment.

Only Jiang Yang and Fang Wenzhou were left in front of the tombstone.

"During this period, I kept wondering who killed the old man."

Jiang Yang Road.

Fang Wenzhou finally couldn't help it, and said: "The old man is old and has a sudden illness, he is ......"

Jiang Yang's eyes were cold, and he glanced back at Fang Wenzhou.

It was just such a glance that made Fang Wenzhou's heart startled, and he didn't continue.

After a few seconds.

Fang Wenzhou sighed slightly, and simply didn't say more.

Jiang Yang turned his head and continued to mutter: "At first, I thought it was the Qin family's father and son who killed him. ”

"Later, I thought it was Smithing."

"Later, I think it is the so-called people of the entire Huazhou."

Fang Wenzhou subconsciously looked at the tombstone pit not far away, where the names of Qin Hongsheng and Smithin were written on it.

"In the end, I realized, it's neither."

Jiang Yang took out the paper money from the side and lit it with a lighter.

"What really killed him was because he himself said the wrong thing."

Jiang Yang looked at the firelight: "He has stood in Huazhou for many years, and how many good deeds he has done, Deng Chao knows it." ”

"Qionghua Mountain, the library, including Xiangyang Avenue and the overall renovation of the old city, how much the old man has paid for Huazhou, the officials of the past generations here also know it."

"When I wanted to check it at the beginning, it wasn't because the old man was really dirty."

Jiang Yang turned around: "It's because of the recording provided by the Qin family's father and son." ”

"What a ridiculous four words to set up a mountain again, but because of such a ridiculous four words, the old man is like a trapped beast and has to be investigated."

"Suspicion."

Jiang Yang's eyes became more and more cold: "What I suspect is not that the old man really did something bad, but whether he really wants to fight for the so-called power." ”

The more Fang Wenzhou listened, the more frightened he became.

Jiang Yang looked at him: "Am I right?" ”

Fang Wenzhou immediately interrupted: "What's right, what's wrong." ”

"Is this something I can control?"

"I want to check it above, is this something I can stop?"

When Fang Wenzhou said this, he squatted down helplessly and looked at Jiang Yang: "Jiang Yang, don't dwell on this matter anymore, it's over." ”

Jiang Yang turned around and continued to burn the fire.

Fang Wenzhou said: "People are dead, and they are in the ground." Sometimes, isn't it a relief for him to leave this world? ”

"Once a son of heaven and a courtier, it has been like this throughout the ages."

"There are many laws in this world, but without exception, we can only try to do something that follows our hearts in our own laws."

Fang Wenzhou shook his head: "There are some things that you can see through, but you are not as good as those who can't see it." ”

"Look at those who have just entered the well-off, how can they not be a kind of happiness?"

Fang Wenzhou got up and looked at the entire Huazhou City.

The top of Qionghua Mountain is very high, and Huazhou at this time looks very spectacular, a metropolis scene.

"Young people work at the beginning of the day and return at sunset."

"They got into a car and lived in a bungalow. You can buy your favorite liquor, eat your favorite meat, watch your favorite movies, and listen to your favorite songs. ”

"The same eight hours a day, the same workload, they may not even have enough to eat before, but now they have it."

Fang Wenzhou turned his back to Jiang Yang: "This shows that in this land, people are less and less of the surplus value that is exploited, doesn't it?" ”

Jiang Yang threw paper money into the fire and gently stirred it with a wooden stick.

"It's also an improvement."

"At least."

Fang Wenzhou turned around: "This replacement is more secure than before, at least very kind." ”

"Kindness?"

Jiang Yang sneered: "Kindness." ”

"Do you think I'm kind?"

Suddenly, Jiang Yang looked at Fang Wenzhou and asked.

Fang Wenzhou couldn't answer for a while.

Jiang Yang got up and walked towards Fang Wenzhou: "Do you want to know how Smithine died?" ”

Fang Wenzhou was slightly stunned.

Jiang Yang said: "I let people shoot to death, with a gun." ”

"In Chicago's harbor, I sentenced him to death."

Fang Wenzhou looked at Jiang Yang incredulously.

Jiang Yang said: "I was watched by a person named Han Zhen. ”

"Han Zhen."

Fang Wenzhou looked at Jiang Yang: "Ye Wenqing's assistant." ”

Jiang Yang continued: "On the day Smithin died, he was at the scene, and tried his best to dissuade me, saying that I had no evidence that Smithin killed the old man. ”

"I said something to him that still fears me."

"Do you want to know what I said to him that day?"

Jiang Yang asked.

Fang Wenzhou was silent again.

After a few seconds, he looked at Jiang Yang, as if he wanted to hear it.

Jiang Yang said: "I said to him. ”

"The police need evidence to do things, I don't need it."

"When they investigated the old man and arrested me for interrogation, they didn't have any evidence."

Fang Wenzhou didn't say a word, his brows were furrowed, and he looked into the distance.

Jiang Yang continued: "When I doubt a person, that person is guilty of me. ”

"I'm treating people like Qin Hongsheng and Smithing in the same way."

"Even so."

Jiang Yang turned his head and stared at Fang Wenzhou's side face: "Do you think I ...... now?"

"Is it kind?"