My boyfriend died.

Suffocated to death in a body bag.

There were no external injuries, no fingerprints, the police ruled it a suicide, only I knew that he had been murdered.

Because he called me before he died.

It was just three words: "Here he comes."

1.

In the middle of the night, I received a phone call: "Mengmeng, I'm dying, come and save me!"

I was shocked, isn't this my boyfriend's voice?

He had been missing for a full month, and it was as if he had evaporated from the world, and he could not be found.

Even the police said that there was little hope of survival, so let's be mentally prepared, but we didn't expect him to be alive.

"Where are you? Did you know we're all looking for you, hey?"

Suddenly there was no sound on the other side of the phone, as if it had been interrupted by something.

His muffled, painful breathing could still be heard.

"He's coming......

He?

Who is he?

I didn't understand, but just as I was about to speak, I heard heavy footsteps on the other side of the phone.

Getting closer.

I subconsciously covered my mouth, is it the murderer on the other end of the phone?

I quickly hung up the phone, and suddenly, an unfamiliar message came: [I see you. 】

I was stunned.

How does that killer know what I'm going to do next?

I got up and cautiously walked out the window.

With every step, my heart beats.

I rented this house a year ago, and for a woman like me, who lives alone, safety comes first, and I chose this place in a thousand ways.

Small high-rise, separate suite, excellent view, first-class security system.

But why does it feel like you're being watched now?

I quickly closed the curtains, and the darkness gave me a sense of security.

Just when I was relieved and about to call the police, another message came in: [Call the police, I'll kill you. 】

My hairs stood on end.

I've cut off all the passages outside, why can the man still see it?

Unless...... Here he is!

2.

At the thought of this, my blood flowed backwards, and my hands and feet began to tremble.

The clips of women in some apartment being killed and dismembered on weekdays suddenly came to mind, and the more I thought about it, the more scared I became, I squatted down and couldn't help crying.

At this time, I saw a red dot under the TV cabinet, and I remembered that this was not the sweeping robot that I had been stuck in a few days ago and had not had time to take out.

He has a video function, just turn it on and see if anyone has come in the house.

I opened the app on my phone and played back the surveillance video.

Knock knock.

There was a knock on the door.

"Open the door."

I was scared and shivered.

Could it be that the murderer has chased after him?

I covered my mouth so hard that I couldn't make the slightest sound.

"Mengmeng, I'm Uncle Wang, I brought you some delicious food from my hometown."

Uncle Wang is a security guard in the community, he is a kind person, I talked to him a few times, and I also helped him debug his old mobile phone.

In order to thank me, he sent me the specialties of his hometown, and we can be regarded as friends who come and go.

Hearing the familiar sound made me feel a lot more relaxed.

I hurriedly got up.

When I was about to open the door, the video had already been downloaded.

I quickly pulled it out and saw no sign of any figures.

Just as I was relaxing for a moment, a person's eyeballs suddenly appeared in the camera, cloudy, bloodshot, and gray-brown pupils like an abyss.

This sudden image startled me.

"Moe?"

I was frightened when I heard the voice, and I got busy, and as soon as my hand grasped the handle, I looked at the cat's eye.

I noticed that Uncle Wang was also staring at the cat's eye.

Those eyes also have gray-brown pupils!

And at the moment, they are still staring at me.

3.

I was so scared that I covered my mouth and didn't dare make the slightest sound.

Uncle Wang's knocking on the door continued.

"No, forget it."

I don't know how long it took, but I didn't dare to open my mouth to breathe until there was no movement outside.

I collapsed to the ground.

The brain is buzzing.

I don't understand how such a thing could happen to me.

But I knew I had to calm down.

Although I don't understand why Uncle Wang appeared in the camera, but he couldn't get in just now, which means that he doesn't have a password, at least I'm still safe.

As for the information just now......

I sent the call log to my friend Fang Xiaoming, who is a computer wizard who tracks the location of a phone in minutes.

"Mengmeng, are you sure you want me to check?"

I was stunned for a moment, and I had a bad feeling: "What's wrong?"

"That phone ......"

Before I could finish speaking, I heard a tick, like the sound of a machine entering a password.

I was too scared to move.

Someone out there unlocking the password?

Hasn't he left yet?

I was shaking so hard that I could hear my teeth chattering.

Rub click.

The door opened.

And at this time, Fang Xiaoming's message also came: "The owner of that phone has been dead for ten years."

How is this possible?

This is obviously my boyfriend's mobile phone!

4.

Rub click.

The door opened.

"Is it Ms. Yu Mengmeng?"

In a blinding light, I saw two men in police uniforms enter.

I was stunned.

"Hello, there is a case that we have investigated and found to be related to you, please cooperate with us in our investigation." As he spoke, he showed his ID.

I know relatives who are police officers, so I'm no stranger to this document.

After confirming that they were real police officers, my nerves relaxed.

"May I ask who Ming Lei is you?"

I was stunned in my heart, and a bad premonition arose from the bottom of my heart: "He ......."

"Dead."

The police gave me a photo and asked me to confirm.

When I saw the photo, I couldn't stand still.

Not even in any horror novel I've ever read has ever seen such a death, he was in a transparent body bag, he looked like a wax figure, his face was twisted, his mouth was wide open, his eyes were terrified, as if he had seen something terrible.

He used to be such a living person, but now he has become like this, and this huge blow has made me unstable all of a sudden.

I didn't expect this to be Minglei with me and have good memories!

"He's my boyfriend." I choked up and asked, "How did he die?"

"Suicide."

"Suicide?"

"Yes." The policeman who made the transcript raised his head and nodded, "There are no external injuries, the whole body has been examined and there are no fingerprints, and there is no violation, there is no trace of a fight in the place where the deceased lived, and the deceased has a harmonious social relationship and no criminal record, so we preliminarily determined that it was a suicide."

"Impossible!" I blurted out.

The moment I spoke, I saw the policeman look at me in surprise: "Do you know anything? Or is it that the deceased was on the phone with you during this time?"

I just wanted to speak, but for no reason, I remembered the warning message on my phone just now, and I didn't dare.

"Nope." I said against my will, "We haven't been in touch for a long time."

The policeman nodded, made some more notes, took some samples, and left.

When they left, there was another message on their phone.

[Well done, reward you for living ten more days.] 】

My hairs stood on end.

That guy is still staring at me!

5.

I held my head, and my whole body was on the verge of collapse.

I don't understand, why the other party sent me such content, is it because they want to watch me tremble in fear from the dark?

This is also too perverted!

I put on my coat and went out, and I didn't want to stay here for a moment.

After getting in the car, I went directly to Fang Xiaoming's house.

When I opened the door, the first thing I did was pick up his newly developed device and scan it at myself.

When I didn't notice any listening devices, I really relaxed.

"How's that going for you?"

On the way here, I asked Fang Xiaoming to enter the police station in the dark and help me check if there was any important information.

I know that when the police come to investigate, there are some things that they will not say in order to get information.

Fang Xiaoming nodded and turned on the computer: "I found something interesting."

He showed me a partial close-up.

That was the gesture that Ming Lei kept when he died.

Clench your hands and bend your index finger upwards and slightly.

"Don't you think it's weird? How can a person who wants to commit suicide make such a strange move?"

Fang Xiaoming nudged me, "What's wrong with you?"

Then I came back to my senses, "It's nothing, I just think this gesture is a little familiar."

I can't remember exactly where I saw it.

6.

I slept at Fang Xiaoming's house and went back the next day.

If that murderer wants to target me, it will inevitably affect him.

I went back to the community.

When I saw Uncle Wang, the security guard, he was still like that, with a sincere and sincere smile on his face.

It is hard to imagine that such a person would actually make a perverted act of surveillance.

I feel disgusted.

"Moe."

He stopped me.

"I knocked on your door yesterday, aren't you there?"

I didn't dare to look back, for fear that he would find out something was wrong.

"What's wrong with you, so pale?" He looked at me.

Inexplicably, I thought of the eyes that appeared in the camera, cold, cloudy, and gloomy, as if staring at the prey.

"Did you notice that someone was following you?"

I was stunned, what did he mean by that?

Uncle Wang pulled me aside: "In the last few days, I have seen someone wandering downstairs in your house." He showed me his phone as he spoke.

There is indeed a person dressed in black in the photo, who appeared downstairs at different times in the past few days.

Is that the one who is watching me in secret?

"I saw you go back yesterday, and I wanted to tell you to be careful, but I didn't expect you to open the door."

And Uncle Wang also said, "I'm worried that something will happen to you, and I applied to the property a few days ago to go to your house to check it."

I was stunned.

That's why he's in that robot's shot?

At this time, someone from the property happened to come, and after asking about this matter, they also nodded in approval, and praised Uncle Wang as a responsible person.

"At that time, several of us went in to see it, and we all said that we could leave if we were fine, and Uncle Wang insisted on checking it out."

Hearing them say this, I dispelled my doubts about Uncle Wang.

"Mengmeng, you must be careful when you go out."

"Hmm."

"And the souvenirs I brought you, put them at the door, remember to eat them."

I nodded.

Just about to go back, I received a phone call: "Hello, is it Ms. Yu Mengmeng, your boyfriend Mr. Minglei owes us money, we can't contact him, you are her guarantor, can you please help pay it back?"

Owed money?

I was stunned.

Ming Lei, a rich second generation, how can he owe money?

7.

The next time I saw Ming Lei, it was at his funeral.

He was always in that strange posture, and several men couldn't straighten his hands together, as if that was the mark of his life.

Ming's mother cried the saddest, and when she saw me coming, she immediately gave me a slap in the face, and pushed all the reasons on me: "It's all your fault, if you hadn't broken up with him, how could he have committed suicide?" You bad woman, he threw so much money for you, how can you be so ruthless?"

In front of so many people, I didn't say anything, but asked lightly, "Auntie, do you really believe that he committed suicide?"

In fact, Ming Lei and I broke up two months ago.

We had a good relationship, but he was particularly emotionally unstable during that time, and I found out that there was a potential for violence in his personality.

The bruises on my body haven't completely receded until now.

At this time, Father Ming came over and pulled me aside: "Girl, do you know anything?"

I shook my head.

Of course I can't say it, otherwise my life would be in danger.

"Uncle, did Ming Lei ask you for a lot of money recently?"

Father Ming was stunned: "How do you know? He recently asked us for money, and he said that he needed money for a relationship, and we didn't say anything, so why are you ......?"

My heart sank slightly, and even his parents didn't know where the money went.

I told them about the loan shark loan, and asked, "Uncle, has Ming Lei mentioned the Three Musketeers to you?"

This is when I went back, I found an anonymous letter in the mezzanine of the shoe cabinet, which mentioned Ming Lei's death, which was related to the Three Musketeers.

I wonder what Minglei's parents might know.

As soon as these words came out, I saw that Father Ming's face changed instantly.

From the initial worry to vigilance, he stared at me, and his tone was much lower: "Why are you asking this?"

"I vaguely heard Ming Lei talk about it, and he said......"

Father Ming suddenly shouted, "Okay!"

It was clear that he didn't want to talk about it: "Everyone is gone, so don't say anything, you can leave quickly."

Then he unceremoniously drove me away, without the slightest grace.

I nodded.

Actually, I didn't really leave, but hid in the shadows and eavesdropped.

I saw Ming's mother wipe away her tears, looking nervous and frightened: "Do you think it will be the ...... of the year?"

"What nonsense?" Father Ming scolded, "Don't think about it, the things of the year will rot in my stomach, and I am not allowed to mention a word!"

I thought to myself, sure enough, they know something.

There must be something wrong with the so-called Three Musketeers.

8.

Ming Lei and I met two years ago, when he was funny and humorous, and we had a very good past.

Looking back now, Ming Lei never seemed to have mentioned his past to me.

Every time I talked about it, he understated it.

I used to have a good relationship, but I thought it was all in the past, so I didn't ask too much.

Come to think of it, there must be something wrong here.

I looked at the address Fang Xiaoming had just sent to me, and found a small construction site, and he told me that there was a man named Huang Gang in it, who had a holiday with Ming Lei when he was a student, maybe he could know something.

"You're Huang Gang?" I looked at the lame man in front of me, pushing the trolley hard, sweating profusely, and I couldn't imagine that he was a talent with excellent character and learning, and he could get into 985 with a little effort.

I didn't expect that now I have fallen to the construction site to move bricks.

Huang Gang ignored me and continued to push.

I stopped in front of him, "Do you know Ming Lei?"

He paused, and finally reacted to his numb expression.

"He's dead." I say.

Huang Gang's hateful eyes flashed with a hint of pleasure: "It's dead, such a person deserves to die!"

"If it weren't for his masterpiece, how would I have broken my leg and come to such a hellish place!" He didn't seem to vent enough, so he shook off the cart fiercely, and the bricks inside fell down with a clatter.

Seeing this scene, he reacted, "Who are you?"

"I'm Ming Lei's girlfriend."

Huang Gang looked at me in disbelief, "How could you be with that demon?"

"Demons?"

It's the first time I've heard someone talk about him like this, and my heart sank slightly, does Ming Lei really have any past?

"You...... Do you know the Three Musketeers?"

When I asked like this, Huang Gang's face suddenly became strange: "Are you sure you want to know?"

He smiled weirdly at me and told me a story.

In broad daylight, I suddenly felt a chill on my back.

9.

"That's not the Three Musketeers at all, it's the Three Demons!"

"The three of them relied on the power of their own families to do nonsense in the school, and I am thanks to them!"

"It's just that I didn't want to help them cheat, so they blocked me on the way home with sticks and broke my legs!"

I gasped, I couldn't believe it was something Ming Lei would do.

Huang Gang sneered, "You still don't know his true face, do you? Tell me, I'm lucky I'm still alive, but the teacher wasn't so lucky."

It took me a long time before I dared to ask, "Teacher, ...... him?"

"Dead."

I couldn't stand on my feet all of a sudden.

There was a time when Ming Lei was drunk, and he leaned on my shoulder, smiled softly at me and said, "You know what, I've killed people."

At the time, I thought it was just a joke, but I didn't expect that there was such a deep meaning behind it.

The thought that the boyfriend I used to spend time with was actually a murderer sent chills down my spine.

So didn't he think about killing me at night when he hugged each other many times and slept in the same way?

I didn't dare to think about it.

Almost ran out of the construction site.

It wasn't until I got on the crowded bus and listened to the noisy sounds that I felt a sense of security and my sanity gradually returned.

Huang Gang finally revealed to me that the police identified the teacher as a result of an accident.

But the three musketeers on the front foot will be ruthless to repair the teacher, and the back foot will stumble and die, will there be such a coincidence?

My heart was pounding.

Just then, someone tapped me on the shoulder.

I screamed.

"Mengmeng, what's wrong with you?"

It's Uncle Wang.

I breathed a sigh of relief: "It's nothing, Uncle Wang, why are you here?"

"Grocery shopping." He shook for a moment.

"Dried fish again?"

Occasionally, when I went home, I saw him many times carrying a belt of dried fish.

"Don't you get tired of eating?" When I saw my acquaintances, I was also relaxed, so I asked more.

Uncle Wang said, "I live alone, so I don't pay so much attention to food, this kind of thing can be steamed casually, which is convenient."

"But Uncle Wang, it's not good for your health to eat these pickled products all the time, so you still have to eat more fresh ones when you have time."

He probably didn't expect me to care about him so much, and his wrinkled face was moved, and his tone softened: "You too, you should care more about yourself. I watched TV and said, "Your boyfriend is dead."

I hummed.

He seemed to want to pat me on the shoulder, but he felt embarrassed and said, "Don't be sad, people like him don't deserve your sadness."

I nodded and went back to the community with Uncle Wang.

We had a great conversation along the way, but as soon as I got home, I suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Ming Lei is a scumbag, how could Uncle Wang know?

10.

I went back to my hometown.

After Fang Xiaoming heard me talk about those things, he was silent for a while, and said, "You've been too nervous lately, it's good to go back and relax."

I nodded in agreement.

But my heart is always shrouded in that invisible shadow.

There are too many doubts, the Three Musketeers, suicide, including the weird sentence that he is coming.

And also...... A phone from ten years ago.

"I'll check the phone for you again, it's a little far away, but I'll help you get it done."

I nodded.

After hanging up the phone, I took the rickety bus back to my hometown, a remote and rustic mountain village.

That's where I grew up, and there are so many fond memories that if that didn't happen, I'd be here for the rest of my life, living a free country life.

"Hey, isn't this the little girl of the Yu family, why are you back?" I was greeted by an old man with a flat shoulder, an old neighbor of my family.

"Well, come back and see my mom."

At the mention of my mother, the old neighbor sighed: "You, it's time to come back, your mother fell ill again last month, but fortunately I heard something wrong when I passed by in the middle of the night, so I saved her."

He then said, "Your mother's illness is a heart disease. You can come back to see her more often, she always hurts herself like this, we can save it once, but not for a lifetime."

My heart was sour when I listened.

My mother used to be a flower in the village, and there were countless people chasing her, and in the end she was chased by the handsome and handsome father.

Their husband and wife are harmonious, and it can be said that they live a very happy life.

However, the disappearance of my brother ten years ago was a heavy blow to the family.

My mom was crazy and depressed all day, blaming herself for not taking a good look at my brother.

My dad was so sad that he didn't know how to comfort him, and I remember him sitting in the door every night, smoking and crying and smoking his big mouth.

And what completely ruined this family was the disappearance of my father.

Some people say that because my father couldn't bear to see my mother so sad, he went to find his brother alone, and his whereabouts were unknown.

We all assume that he is dead.

Otherwise, how can an adult not go home for ten years?

I pushed open the door and saw my once beautiful mother, who was already full of gray hair, lifeless and asleep against the door.

My heart aches.

Since my dad left, I've been taking care of my mom, and although I can afford it financially, there are some things I don't think I can do.

Then he helped her to the bed.

As she lay down, I saw what she was holding tightly in her hand, and when I pulled it out, my face changed.

[Be smart, you only have three days to live!] 】

11.

When I saw the note, the blood was running backwards.

I covered my mouth tightly to keep myself from making a sound so as not to scare my mom.

But the feeling was just too suffocating.

That man is still staring at me in the dark!

Is that what I'm doing these days, he knows?

I don't dare to think about it.

I didn't dare to move, for fear that if I did something, that person would do something to my mother.

She's my only relative, and I really don't dare to gamble with her life.

My mom slowly opened her eyes, but they were still lifeless, and if they weren't for the rolling of her eyes, she wouldn't have known she was still alive.

"Mom, has anyone been here lately?"

Oh, I forgot, my mom has had aphasia since that incident.

I took out a pen and paper to communicate with her.

As I began to write, her dull eyes rolled and then she gripped my hand tightly.

"Woo." She repeated it over and over again, a look in her eyes like a drowning man grasping at a straw.

I think she thought of my brother.

"I'm not leaving."

I assured her.

It took her a moment to quiet down.

After coaxing her back to sleep, I was always uneasy, and I couldn't help but make a phone call when I remembered what was going on in my mind.

"Uncle Wang, you say? He's been here for the past few days, and he's never left."

"Are you sure?" I still can't believe it.

"Of course."

My heart sank.

This small mountain village is at least a dozen hours' drive from the city, and if Uncle Wang is here for a few days, he can't fly to catch up.

If it weren't Uncle Wang, who else would it be?

Is it what Huang Gang said, the teacher who was threatened by Ming Lei?

But Fang Xiaoming told me that the teacher had also done an autopsy at that time, and it did meet all the characteristics of an accidental stumble.

"And that teacher is an orphan, and there is no one to avenge him."

Isn't it either?

My mind was buzzing, and that feeling of powerlessness swept through my body, so who could it be?

12.

For the past two days, I have been with my mother, never leaving.

I was thinking that my life was really entering the countdown, and it would be nice to spend the last time with my mother.

It's just that the sword on my head has been hanging, and my heart has never been quiet.

"Come, put on this, how to say that he is also your elder, you should also come to give it a ride." Someone handed me a white plain dress.

There are dead people in the village.

It was a relative of eighteen generations, and I didn't need to come to the funeral.

But I want to think that if I really only have three days to live, as the man had warned, I have to pave the way for my mother so that she can still have some popularity in the village, and I can take care of her more in my absence.

I put on plain clothes and walked with the troops.

"Uncle Fang was still very tough a few years ago, why is it gone?" Someone asked.

"What else could it be, cancer. Actually, I said that if I was sent to a big hospital outside, I might be able to live a few more days."

"I'm sick, what's the point of living a few more days?"

I listened in the crowd without saying a word.

I thought to myself, isn't this just the same situation as me? What's the point of living a few more days?

"You're stupid, live a few more days, then you can do a little more of what you want to do."

This sentence was ridiculed by the group.

Everyone said that a dying man was looking for a few days.

I laughed along, but gradually, I couldn't laugh anymore.

Then, the whole body froze: "Interesting......

"Girl, what's wrong with you? Soon, the people are here, and you're going to cry later."

I nodded.

When I started crying, I saw several men join forces and twist Uncle Fang's hand into a strange position, and my eyes widened: "What is this?"

Isn't this the gesture that Ming Lei kept before he died?

"Oh, this, this is a posture of repentance, everyone says, people who have cancer in this life must not cultivate in their previous life. Anyway, haven't you seen it at funerals before, hey, girl, where are you going?"

I ran as hard as I could.

The cold wind made me shiver, but my mind had never been clearer.

I know.

I know it all!

I pushed the door open and looked at my mother, who was sitting at home, I walked over slowly, and gently grabbed her hand: "Mom, I'm going to do something, and I'll be back soon."

There was no expression on my mother's dull face.

I got up.

The moment I stepped out of the door, a hoarse, desperate voice rang out from behind me: "Don't go! Don't go!"

I was stunned and slowly turned around: "Mom, are you ......?"

Looking at my mother's tearful face, I instantly understood everything.

13.

"Master, go to the First Mental Hospital."

"Are you sure, little girl?"

I know that now the taxi driver looks at me like a monster, and I don't have time to pay attention to it, so I just say that I have family in it and prevaricate.

I sat in the car, thinking about the information Fang Xiaoming had just found for me.

"The Three Musketeers back then, one was in prison, one was crazy, and the other survived well by relying on family connections, do you know who the person who lived well was?"

Fang Xiaoming said, "It's Minglei."

My heart trembled slightly.

The closer you get to the truth, the more you find it difficult to accept.

I took a deep breath and continued listening.

"You know, the one who was in prison was released half a year ago. I checked it, and he was a man who had been in prison for 10 years, and on the third day after he came out, he had 1 million more in his account, and on the 10th day, he had 3 million more in his account."

I couldn't help but clench my fists.

That's how Ming Lei's money was spent.

It's just that I think it's strange, if it was just because he broke Huang Gang's legs, intimidated the teacher, and was unscrupulous at school, it wouldn't have been controlled by an arrogant boy like Ming Lei.

Unless, that person has a handle in his hand that scares Ming Lei.

The car stopped.

I walked into a psychiatric hospital.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Hu Yuan."

"You're also here to find Hu Yuan?"

Also?

The word struck me in the heart, and I rushed in like crazy.

Despite the nurse's obstruction, I ran as hard as I could.

There is only one thought in my heart, hurry up, hurry up, I can't let that person succeed!

"Hey, miss, you're crazy, do you know this is a hospital?" A couple of nurses stopped me.

I couldn't care less at the moment, and shouted, "Hu Yuan is dying!"

"What?"

Before I could finish speaking, I heard a scream from the room at the end of the hallway, "Something's wrong—"

I broke away from them and rushed in.

I saw Hu Yuan fall to the ground, he desperately clutched his neck, blood gushed out from the huge wound, his eyes glared at the boss, and the gradually plundering breath made his face hideous and terrifying.

He had his throat cut!

I hurriedly stepped forward, and before he could take his last breath, I asked aloud, "Who is it?" Who the hell is it?"

He was speechless.

Just stretched out a stiff hand and pointed in one direction.

I hurriedly turned around, only to see a black figure flashing by, gradually moving away.

It's him.

It's the pervert who keeps watching me behind my back!

I picked up the knife on the table and chased after it to stab me.

But at that moment, as if he had discovered my presence, the man reversed the direction of the cart and slammed into me hard!

14.

I thought I was going to die.

But just at the last moment, the car actually turned around and crashed into the other side.

"Be careful!"

A figure flashed by, pulling me aside.

Only then did I see his face clearly, a shrewd and capable middle-aged man with powerful eyes.

I was just about to do it, and he said, "It's me, the shoe cabinet mezzanine."

These keywords made me understand it at once.

It turned out to be him, who had been secretly giving me messages, including telling me about the Three Musketeers.

"Who the hell are you?" I watched him warily.

He showed a document and said, "I am the police officer who is secretly investigating the cause of your boyfriend's death, Li Qiang."

"I guess you know a lot of things by now, but there's one thing you don't know."

He said, "Let me tell you a story, where do you start? Let's start at the beginning."

"The Three Musketeers back then were a cancer in the school, violently, intimidated and threatened, and everything came, but there was a rich and powerful father, and those things were suppressed, except for that one......

"They killed people."

When I heard this, my fingers curled up.

It turns out that Ming Lei said that he killed people, which is true.

"Not only killing, to be precise, but also killing. The three of them found a young man and gave him some money to play a slightly more exciting game. The young man came from a poor background, so he agreed for the money, but he didn't expect that those people were not people at all, but beasts!"

"They tricked the young man into the forest and played a game of hunting, which is a picture taken at the scene."

Li Qiang handed me the photo.

The victim inside was unrecognizable, his limbs had been chopped off, and his face had been slashed countless times, and he could no longer see what he was supposed to be.

The whole person is like a tattered rag doll.

I looked at the picture and my hands were shaking terribly.

"The medical examiner determined that the deceased had been subjected to inhuman abuse, beatings, suffocation, and throat cuts."

"Say no more!" I don't want to hear a word.

Li Qiang didn't mean to stop at all, and continued: "Originally, such beasts could be brought to justice, but their powerful father saved their lives with some operation."

"By the way, there is another very interesting thing, after the case was over, we were going to cremate the body of the deceased, but the day before we were ready to go through the procedure, the body was stolen."

It was as if something was being clung to my heart, and I couldn't breathe in pain.

"Speaking of which, you must know that too."

I clenched the picture so tightly that I couldn't make a sound in my throat.

Jingle bells.

At this time, Fang Xiaoming's call came, and he said to me in a very excited tone, "I finally found it! The owner of that phone is ......."

"Yu Huai."

"You know?"

My tears rained down: "Because that's my brother."

15.

My brother and I have a good relationship.

I remember when he left home, he still looked like a little adult and told me that he would go out to work and earn a lot of money for me, so that I could be the happiest sister in the world.

I was full of hope, but I didn't expect that a month later, the bad news came that my brother was missing.

I always thought that as long as I didn't find it for a day, there was hope for a day.

It's just that I didn't expect that my younger brother would leave the world in such a tragic way.

I held his picture and cried.

"Miss Yu, I sympathize with your plight, but the murderer hasn't been caught yet, I want to ask you to help us." Li Qiang said.

"That murderer is very cunning, and his anti-reconnaissance ability is very strong, and we have been following you for a long time to have this clue of yours......

I didn't want to hear it, I didn't want to hear a word, and I shouted, "Don't say it! Don't talk about it!"

I held my head, and I was about to collapse.

"Listen to me!" Li Qiang broke my hand and stared at me tightly, "You can't turn a blind eye, you actually know that, right? If you miss this time, the murderer will really go unpunished, and you think that's the end of it? He will hide in Tibet in order to escape for his life, and even choose to kill people in order to keep his secret, and then it will really snowball, do you want to see such a situation?"

I was stunned, and it took me a long time to come back to my senses.

"Miss Yu, don't you want to see this scene too?"

My heart aches.

But reason tells me that what Li Qiang said is right, and I can't choose to turn a blind eye.

"So do you know where he is?"

I wiped my tears and nodded.

Along the way, I looked out the window and was silent.

I've thought about a lot of scenes to meet him, but I didn't expect it to end up like this.

He stood on the hillside in the distance, with his back to us, wearing a shabby security uniform, his old body weighing down on his waist and almost deformed.

He took out a little dried fish, poured a glass of wine, and reminisced about the past: "He likes to eat dried fish the most, when he was a child, his family was poor and there was nothing else, only this, but the child was very sensible, and he didn't dislike it at all, but said it was delicious."

Hearing that familiar voice, my nose ached, tears were about to fall, and I shouted, "Dad!"

That's right.

That murderer was my dad.

My dad who has been missing for ten years and everyone thinks he is dead!

16.

Uncle Wang, no, it should be my dad at this moment, he took a sip of wine, looked at the person next to me and said, "You are a policeman, I know there is such a day, but before you arrest me, can I ask you a word?"

"Yes."

"You say, is the law fair?"

"Of course."

He seemed to hear a joke: "yes, then why didn't those bastards get their due retribution after my son's tragic death?"

Li Qiang was silent.

Because it's a fact.

"Since you police can't do it, then I'll do these things."

"When I knew that my son was missing, I searched for him all over the world, and as long as I didn't find him for a day, I wouldn't give up, and finally I found him, but he was already ......."

He choked up and couldn't speak.

I can imagine how painful my dad was when he saw his brother's body.

His favorite youngest son, the baby in the palm of his hand, was tortured to death, and his face was completely untouched.

I asked Fang Xiaoming to check, and back then, they all evaded responsibility with various excuses.

The one who went to jail spent some money to settle it.

There is a doctor uncle who lives in a mental illness, and he has passed after issuing a certificate.

As for Ming Lei, his family is big, and he was sent abroad incognito for a few years, but after he came back, he was plated with a layer of gold.

If it were me, I would hate it too!

Why should those people get away with it!

"How did you find them?" Li Qiang asked.

My dad didn't answer, but said, "Officer, if your son is killed, you'll find the killer too."

"I understand ......"

"No, you don't understand!" My dad roared, his eyes red, "Those people deserve to die! And I'm going to kill them the same way! Let them experience what it was like when my son died!"

I'm stunned, so Ming Lei will be suffocated to death, and the person in the mental hospital will have his throat cut?

And the man who came out of prison, Li Qiang told me on the way here, that all the bones in his body were broken before he died.

Just like my brother did.

Li Qiang said at the time that in fact, this case is really difficult to investigate, but the other party's sense of anti-reconnaissance is very strong, and what made him find a breakthrough was that the one who was in prison came out of it and began to blackmail Ming Lei.

On the grounds that he knew the truth of the year, he asked Minglei for money again and again.

Suddenly one day he died, Ming Lei was very frightened and began to hide, which is the so-called disappearance.

"But I can't figure it out, how did you get him to lie down in a body bag of their own volition?" Li Qiang asked.

I was stunned, this is also incomprehensible.

How could a person act like that when he knew he was going to die?

17.

"Officer, you just don't understand human nature so much that you think death is over? Even more terrible than death is fear."

"I've been spying on him secretly for the past month, and he's already been scared by me, and if I was a little scared, he was intimidated."

"I gave him two choices, either I killed myself, or I did it and cut him off piece by piece, and his coward chose to commit suicide himself."

"It's a pity, it's too late this time, or I'll let them die and go to hell."

I couldn't help clenching my fists, so Ming Lei made that gesture before he died, because my father wanted him to die, and he also wanted to repent and make amends to his younger brother.

And the reason why my father left me that threatening text message was to stabilize me, and didn't want me to investigate the cause of Ming Lei's death and give him time to kill that person.

Because after ten days, the last murderer will come out of the mental hospital.

But there is one thing I still don't understand, he has been waiting for so long, why can't he wait a little longer, it has to be ten days?

Suddenly, I thought of the scene where he often took medicine in the security booth, and hurriedly rushed forward.

By this time he was already spitting blood from his mouth.

"Dad!"

He smiled faintly, "You know, I've been wondering if you'll recognize me. If I don't recognize me, I'll be sad, but if I do, I'll be worried. Fortunately, it was all over, and I was able to kill them with my own hands before I die, and avenge my son."

He looked at me: "Mengmeng, I'm sorry for you, I'm ......."

"Don't say it, I know, I know it."

So he would bring me good food every now and then, worried that I would be hurt by Ming Lei, so he came to my house to see if there was anything wrong with someone intruding.

He didn't even tell me that my boyfriend was that kind of murderer, just to keep me safe.

He's guarding me in his own way.

"That's good, that's good......" He couldn't stand up, his hands clutching a handful of dirt tightly, his eyes fixed on the sky.

My heart throbbed violently and I shouted, "Dad—"

18.

Three days later.

I finished my father's funeral and went back to my hometown.

Dad cares most about his family, and he should let them return to their roots.

When Li Qiang came to see me off for the last ride, he lit a cigarette and said, "According to the rules, he can't be taken away."

I know.

My dad committed an accident, and it stands to reason that he can't be claimed by his family.

"It's just...... There are feelings outside the law." Li Qiang said, "He asked me that day, is the law fair, I can't answer, but today I came to give you the answer. The law is fair."

"But just as the sun can't shine everywhere, there are always places where there is a shadow, and so does the law."

"But I'll do everything in my power to keep those dark corners from appearing."

I nodded tearfully.

If the events of the past can be investigated to the end, then how can there be today's tragedy?

"Here, I called you to report it," he handed me a cell phone.

I looked at it, isn't this Ming Lei's mobile phone, no, to be exact, it's my brother's.

"After Ming Lei killed someone, he was worried that the scene would fall into the handle, so even this mobile phone was taken away, and over the years, perhaps out of fear or for other reasons, he did not change his mobile phone and stayed by his side. I had the phone repaired, and it still has the original data, the photos of your brother, and the photos of your family."

I opened it and looked at the photos, and tears rained down.

When it was time to say thank you, I went home with the ashes of my dad and brother.

I couldn't bear to tell my mother about this, so I was going to be buried secretly in the back mountain, which was what they used to joke about, and the place where they were going to be buried had mountains and rivers.

But I didn't expect to run into my mom there.

She stood there with sad eyes in her eyes.

"There will be this day after all."

She actually knows everything.

Including that note, it should have been written by her.

The neighbor said that she committed suicide a month ago, and I think there should be something to do with it.

It's just that I don't understand.

"Why?"

"He came and told me that he was about to find his son, and that he was going to avenge them soon, and I knew what he was doing."

My mom continued, "I couldn't stop it, I wondered if I died, he wouldn't be so guilty about what happened back then, but I was so useless."

"I wrote that note to let you stay, Mengmeng, why don't you listen?"

It wasn't until this moment that I realized that the meaning of that note was not to stop me from investigating, but to keep me from knowing the cruel truth.

If I hadn't gone back, I wouldn't have known about the tragedy of the year, and I wouldn't have known that my dad had killed so many people for revenge.

Maybe in my mind, they're just missing.

My mom wanted to use this method to let me preserve the best impression of my family.

"Let's go."

I nodded and followed her.

"What are your plans for the future?"

"I'm here with you."

"Accompany me, old woman?"

"Well, I'll be with you for the rest of my life."

My mom looked at me and smiled softly, as if she had returned to the time when she was a flower in the village.

And I became a girl who grew up under the pampering of my parents, playing hopscotch with my younger brother.

And our father, busy arranging a table of dishes, shouted to us, "What are you doing in a daze, come over for dinner."

"What are you doing in a daze, come here." The person in front of me became my mother.

The overlapping memories brought tears to my eyes, and I wiped them from my tears and walked over with a smile, "Well, here we are."

Maybe you can't turn back the clock, but those good memories will always be there.

And what I want to do is to protect this good memory that belongs to us.