Zou Ping died.

Jumping off the roof.

The body slammed into the street. Her bones were shattered, her internal organs were broken, and when the ambulance crews picked her up, she stepped softly, as if there were just a few lumps of cotton wool stuffed under the skin.

But compared to the vigor of this decisive leap, her death itself seemed light, like a gust of wind, negligible in the blink of an eye.

At least the neighbors are calm. In other words, without this bitter and violent woman, the ears are clean, and the neighborhood relationship is much more peaceful.

Naturally, the police were also calm. Committed suicide by jumping off a building, with no victims, and even less murderers. Clean and relaxed. No one bothers anyone.

Even, Liu Weidong is also calm, or muddy.

The body was retracted, the funeral home was gone, and the funeral was out.

In the end, only Yuan Xiaochuan, a friend who had known each other for a short time, reacted more violently, and in the past few days, he was crying out to find justice.

But how can justice be so good?

"Whew. ”

in the office.

Yuan Xiaochuan took a deep breath of cigarette and rubbed his sour eyes.

In front of me, in the folder of the computer screen, there are two pieces of evidence about Zou Ping's suicide.

One is a few photos taken at the scene: a few dried blood stains in the corridor and blackened handprints.

Another piece of evidence is much more intuitive, it is a video secretly taken with a mobile phone through the crack in the door, the shaky picture is overexposed, the sky is a brilliant white, and the whole picture is divided into black and white.

In the dark corridor, a shadow crawled and squirmed on the stairs, the aperture gradually adjusted, and a thin silhouette could be faintly recognized, climbing up little by little with the only remaining arm.

Yuan Xiaochuan was silent, watched this video more than a dozen times, and saw the last second.

Then he extinguished the cigarette butt and closed the computer.

It's useless to sit still.

Justice for the dead must be paid back by the living.

......

He went to the monitoring room to retrieve the day's surveillance.

wants to find the bastard who broke into Liu's house that day and find the direct murderer who forced Zou Ping to death, so as to identify Hong Daihai, the culprit behind the scenes.

But to be honest, he has watched the surveillance several times in the past few days, but due to the imperfection of the infrastructure in small cities and the lack of cooperation of some people, little progress has been made.

He retrieved it this time, just to find out if there was anything missing. Isn't this how the case is handled, where it is glamorous and glamorous in the movie, most of them are trembling and boring and repeatedly seeking verification.

But as soon as I arrived at the monitoring room, some whispers sounded in the corner.

"Yo, this Captain Yuan has come to see the monitoring again. ”

"Yes, I've seen it a hundred and ten times in the past few days, and if I can't find it, I can't find it, and I can still see a flower?"

"I think he is the emperor and the eunuch is not in a hurry, and no one else Liu Weidong has won his attention. ”

"Of course, it's a little less, and I got a lot of compensation, so I don't care about it. ”

"Hey, you said that Captain Yuan cares so much about that family, does it have a ...... with that Zou Ping?"

"Whisper, he'll hear you. ”

"What are you afraid of, I'm making a bold assumption. ”

Those rumors, Yuan Xiaochuan listened to a word without landing in his ears. He was parachuted down, and he still relentlessly fought with the local snakes, breaking some local unspoken rules, and it is not surprising that the bureau has prejudices against him.

With prejudices, uncoherent gossip naturally followed.

At first, he would lose his temper, and then he didn't bother to take care of it.

Flies and insects are just that.

But this time......

"So that's the case, no wonder he's so concerned about the car accident case. ”

"Definitely Sa, do you want to ha, other husbands have agreed to reconcile, and he still bites ......"

I wanted to laugh twice to set off the atmosphere, but I saw my companion's eyes frightened.

As soon as he turned his head, he was grabbed by the collar and pressed against the wall, and then met a pair of angry eyes.

Yuan Xiaochuan gritted his teeth and asked:

"What did you just say?!"

............

"Have you reconciled with Hong Daihai?!"

A moment later.

The living room of Liu Weidong's home.

Liu Weidong, who was pouring water, froze for a moment, and his eyes were a little dodgy.

"You get it. ”

Lao Yuan got the news from the bureau and immediately rushed to Liu Weidong's house in a hurry.

I didn't think about it, so I opened my mouth to ask, and I got the right letter.

His brain buzzed on the spot, and it took a while to barely suppress his anger and ask in a deep voice.

"What happened?"

"Yesterday. ”

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Liu Weidong smiled and did not answer.

Lao Yuan took a deep breath, lit a cigarette, and spit out a cloud of smoke.

"Why do you want to reconcile?"

"My relatives, friends, and neighbors are all trying to persuade me to ......"

Liu Weidong is still the same, his movements are gentle, and his words are also gentle, but Lao Yuan is suppressing a belly of fire, where can he stand Wen Tun, he immediately interrupted him.

"Why did they persuade you, don't you know?!"

But Liu Weidong nodded.

"Of course I do. ”

He looked up, helplessness on his face.

"But what can you do if you continue to fight? Don't have a big business, the 'black prison' has made such a big fuss, and it hasn't been suppressed. ”

He continued to babble:

"I've thought about it, for more than half a year, because of my family's affairs, my relatives and friends around me have suffered some crimes, and it will be okay if I reconcile; ”

Lao Liu ripped it off one by one, but the more Yuan Xiaochuan listened, the more annoyed he became.

"You only thought about relatives and friends, and you thought about your parents-in-law, so did you think about Zou Ping?!"

The more Lao Yuan spoke, the more excited he became, and he pointed to Liu Weidong's nose and asked:

"Are you worthy of Zou Ping?!"

Liu Weidong's eyes were in a trance for a while, and after half a sound, he calmed down.

He said, "My wife is dead. ”

Yuan Xiaochuan was suddenly so angry that he couldn't speak.

If your wife is dead, you can reconcile with the enemy?

He stood up suddenly, pointed at Liu Weidong and scolded:

"Don't be right, you're a turtle egg!

After scolding, he turned around angrily and left, but when he arrived at the door, he felt that he couldn't hold it down in one breath, so he turned back and said "bah", and finally slammed the door.

............

Liu Weidong quietly watched Yuan Xiaochuan leave.

Long.

Only then did he sigh slowly.

Lao Yuan was full of doubts when he came, and he was angry when he went.

He didn't expect that today was Zou Ping's first seven, and after tonight, the final farewell of the living to the dead would also end. didn't even notice it, Liu Weidong swept away the confusion of the previous few days, showing a different kind of spirit.

He got up early this morning, cleaned the house inside and out, bathed the big yellow dog, and changed himself into a neat suit.

Now, he just stuffed his head and picked up the cigarette ash that Yuan Xiaochuan shook off, and then took down the statue of the ancestor god he worshipped.

The big yellow dog next to him "whimpered" and snuggled up and stuffed his head into the arms of his master.

"Huang'er. ”

He stroked the fur of the big yellow dog.

"You say that someone else is powerful and powerful, and I am a common ......"

Liu Weidong looked in a trance, but his hands were methodically and meticulously wiping the statue, so that this ancient dusty clay sculpture gradually glowed with gorgeous colors.

"What can you do to fight someone?"