Li Qianhui didn't notice her son's abnormality at all. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, he went to the political commissar's house to pay New Year's greetings, and when he came back, Dong Rui, the kid from Dong Wenwu's family, also came back, and the two chatted late at night in the small room in the attic. On the third day of the Lunar New Year, I saw him sitting on pins and needles, absent-minded.

"Mom, I'm going to Yichang tomorrow."

"Oh, would you like to buy something?"

Chu Li waved his hand, "I didn't know if she was at home." “

"Aren't you in touch?"

The son shook his head. The next morning, he was silent, took no luggage, and boarded the train to Yichang.

He leaned on the back of the hard seat, his mind was confused, he had walked this road with Chen Si, and at this moment it was like a world away. The clouds that once floated turned into endless stories, and he didn't pay attention to them. The fertile fields beside the railway, the running dogs, and the forgotten black ploughing oxen, he did not pay attention. In the branches of the tall poplar trees, in the huge black bird's nest, the wintering birds that flew from time to time, spread their huge wings, adding brilliance to the cold and clear withering, and he did not pay attention. The white snow on the distant mountains reflected the sunlight into a golden glow, hitting the glass of the carriage, and he did not pay attention. Like a pilgrim, eagerly looking forward to reaching Mai's home for peace of mind.

Winters in Yichang were still cold and foggy, but he easily found the two-story building on the heights. The gravel of the road was ominous because of the mess, the poplar trees had grown much taller, the leaves had fallen off, the gray branches shivered in the cold wind, and the camphor and osmanthus were still green and covered, but the path became quiet and dark. At a glance, the eaves covered with brown tiles, and the arched windows were devoid of the warm light, and they were instantly lifeless. The branches of the hawthorn tree have grown out of the wall, like weathered bones. When I got closer, I found that even the gate was disappointingly closed, and through the crack in the iron gate, I could see that there was a pile of grass and wood ash in the yard, which was mixed with the dirt after being filled by the rain. Perhaps it was the fertileness of the grass ash, the weeds had grown to knee height, yellowing in the frost and mist, but the tenacious growth even spread deep into the garage. It was reassuring to see that the Bluebird sedan was parked quietly in the garage, but the body was evenly covered in dust. There were scraps of white paper on the living room door, as if they had been pasted and torn off. Chu Li looked intently, only to find that there were remnants of paper on almost every door, some black and some white.

It's like having a funeral.

Chu Li stretched out his hand and gripped the cold iron door tightly. Repeatedly looking at every inch of the yard, this ominous speculation became closer to the truth. He saw a large pile of crimson firecracker crumbs mixed with dirt in the opposite corner of the hawthorn tree, and a small incense burner with a few burnt incense sticks stuck next to it. Is it Chen Jing's funeral? He took out his mobile phone, which was warmed by body temperature, from his pocket, found Chen Si's number, and dialed it again without any hope, and got cold feedback - "The number you called is down. “

Restraining his urge to break in, Chu Li circled around the building a few times, and then walked to the higher hillside behind him, he just wanted to see the building from every angle, even if there was a trace of anger, it would be the best reward for his trip. The farther he went, he couldn't find a good place to watch. No matter which angle he looked at, the house halfway up the mountain seemed lonely and lonely, and he found a flat place facing the setting sun, still shining in the afterglow, all the way to the jade-like Yangtze River in the distance. The sparkling waves on the surface of the river, so shining, sailless boats shuttled between the two banks, at that moment he suddenly had a wonderful feeling, if he wanted to end this life, then rest here will be able to sleep leisurely.

When it was dark and the road was hard to find, walking down the hill and passing by the dark path, the water vapor began to rise gradually, like stepping into a mysterious garden. And breaking through the fog belt is like returning to the world. There are still lively partners on the opposite side, fireworks are lit, and people who guess and drink have begun to wander here at the beginning of the new year. Chu Li found a hotel, and the waiter guaranteed that the window of the room there would be a glimpse of the first barge passing by the river after the fog cleared. She didn't know that what the man wanted was another window where she could see the first wisps of smoke from the fireplace of the small mountain building.

I stayed in Yichang for two nights and three days, but I didn't wait for that smoke in the end. However, the emptiness in the chest after the expectations were disappointed was instantly filled with longing and distant expectations. He took the last train on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year back to Wuhan. Li Qianhui made a sumptuous dish for her son without paying attention, Chu Li looked at his mother's gray hair, and understood how much the thirty-year-old man's eternal "erli" was, but he also apologized for his powerlessness. After the meal, the cold rain began to smash down on the tiles and window eaves, Dong Rui knocked on the door with a briefcase, in addition to sending back the stack of A4 paper given to him by Zhang Shicheng, and brought back the news - Xia Hongfei was in Zhang Shicheng's QQ group. From this, it can be speculated that a certain part of Chen Jing's body may not have been abandoned by Qian Langkun and the doctor, who were executed two years ago. Dong Rui said that the wanted warrant had been issued, and since the last place where he was active was Hubei, Sun Lei was no longer the person in charge of the follow-up.

"It's been two years since the person left, haven't you let go yet?"

"It's good that I didn't put it down."

Dong Rui could hear the biting cold wind in his words. "This person's network is complex."

Chu Li suddenly found that there was also a group leader next to his name, and the pen marked his real name - Duan Wen. He handed over the information in his hand to Dong Rui, "I have taken a picture of this person." Be sure to watch out for him. “

Duan asked, moving between Yunnan and Dongguan. He has a lot of QQ numbers, and we went through many methods to finally confirm that it was him. “

"Drug trafficking?"

"Since the black market organ trade has been vigorously cracked down on in recent years, this vicious case has basically disappeared in China. I believe that after running out of food, I will return to my old business. Lei Zi is in charge of his part, he temporarily joined the anti-drug team, and he will go to Kunming today. I believe that if this person is not arrested, he will not have a leave. “

"Is the commissar okay?"

"As always, my wife is still talking about you. Say why I didn't see you go to pay New Year's greetings after that time, I ...... I didn't say anything. Dong Rui lit a cigarette and leaned out of the balcony, "She definitely doesn't know about your breakup with Chen Si." “

Hearing Dong Rui say "break up" as a matter of course, Chu Li felt like he had been stabbed.

"I'll be back tomorrow."

"Back to Dongguan? What are you going back for? Dong Rui tilted his head to look at him, "You can find a job in Wuhan." ”

Chu Li looked back vigilantly. Only then did he say to Dong Rui: "Don't let my mother know." I intend to stay in Dongguan. “

"Are you sure? Haven't you always wanted to go back to the police force? It's better to start with the auxiliary police, and then look for opportunities to become regulars. We are expanding the scope of recruitment of auxiliary police officers, so that if you are able to endure hardships and have good conditions, you will be able to return to normal in a few years. “

"Can I be a good cop?"

Dong Rui didn't dare to answer this question, which didn't sound like asking himself at all. Just extinguished the cigarette butt and put away the briefcase, "I'll send you tomorrow." “

Before Chu Li left, he took out a bottle of wine from the room, which was the only property that Wen Qinzuo left for himself, and then when he moved, Xiao Ye insisted that he take away the only property with the meaning of a little bourgeois. "Help me send it to the commissar."