murder begins in summer

According to the current speed, it will take at least four or 10 minutes to return to the port. Qiu Shili held a military water bottle in both hands, and leaned on the soft cushion on the side stool.The hot water in the kettle has been drunk, but his body is still not warmed up, and he knows that drinking another pot is probably useless, and he can only wait for the blood circulation to bring the body temperature up.A small half of the cabin was illuminated by the sun, and the changed clothes slowly evaporated to the naked eye, as did his hair. There was a damp and stuffy heat in the helicopter, and Qiu Shili still closed his eyes.

His motionless appearance was too much like falling asleep, Shao San held his breath and covered him with a thin blanket, especially lightly, but as soon as he approached, Qiu Shili suddenly opened his eyes.

His gaze could be very cold and sharp, but being stared at suddenly made even Shao San feel a little terrified.But after seeing the person coming, Qiu Shili's complexion softened quickly, "How is the big brother?"

"The vaccine issue has stabilized. All 350 vaccines have been found. I haven't touched the school or made a big fuss. Boss wants you to rest assured." Shao San paused, then considered again, "Sister-in-law, please take it easy. Wait until it's over." I'm calling you."

Qiu Shili loosened the seat belt buckle a little, moved his shoulders twice before covering himself with the fluffy blanket, "No need. I wasn't sleeping just now either."

Shao San nodded, Ba Zai also came over, stuffed a chocolate bar into Qiu Shili's hand, and gave Shao San an awkward wink.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Shili smiled.

"Boss, Boss wants us to stop talking to you, saying that you need it now, be quiet." Ba Zai said seriously, squinting at Shao San, as if blaming him for disturbing people's rest.

Shao San looked back immediately, and Qiu Shili smiled again, "It's okay. Big brother will stay in Japan for a while, right?"

"Yes, there are still a lot of things to deal with later," Shao San nodded again, his sad face seemed rather distressed, "That young oil master... really doesn't understand anything."

Jung's foolish look appeared in front of his eyes, and Qiu Shili thought that the trouble was indeed serious.Jung is just rich, but this is the first time he has come into contact with the business on this road. With so many messy gray industries in the Eguchi group suddenly falling in front of him, it is hard for him not to be in a hurry.And according to Shi Zhanyang's temper, he will be responsible for the things he leads to the end, and I'm afraid he has to teach the big and small things in this handover.

He thought about it, and in the end he just borrowed his subordinate's mobile phone and sent Shi Zhanyang a message to report his safety.

There are still about four days before the concert in New York, Qiu Shili silently considered, and planned to go to Almaty first. In any case, whether this revenge will kill a thousand enemies or hurt eight hundred, it is ultimately At the end, he is the one who survived, and the one who has no reason to be weak. He needs to go back and give his mother an explanation.He also heard from Shao San that the little shaman had returned home, and his idea of ​​going to the grassland became more determined.

The helicopter landed at the port, and the lazy seaside city seemed to have not yet woken up. The previous guide and ship owner were still waiting on the shore, and there were two more men in overalls beside them.

The leader, Da Huzi, shook hands with Qiu Shili with enthusiasm, and introduced himself in Spanish, saying that he is the person in charge of the salvage project and looked forward to the next cooperation.

"Boss invited you here," the guy pretending to be a guide quickly explained, "Salvage in the deep sea is relatively difficult, and the cycle is about two to six months. The fee has already been paid, and it is up to you to decide whether to fish it or not."

"What can you catch?"

The bearded man said first: "The main body of the ship, we can guarantee a 40% success rate."

"What about people?"

"That's impossible."

Qiu Shili turned his face, looking at the blue sea jumping under the sun.Perhaps it is ridiculous to make decisions for the dead, but he firmly believes that Eguchi Shun would rather be eaten by fish and sink to the bottom of the sea than the waters where the bones are located are disturbed by fishing boats and a large number of strangers.

He spent so much effort and chose to die so far away from the land. His death did not touch the ground with both feet. His peace was so hard-won.

And many things don't need to be revealed.Just like a long time ago, on the mountain road in front of the Hangzhou temple, Shi Zhanyang said: "Not all problems need to be solved, and not all things can be discussed about 'how to do'." At that time, I always felt a little helpless, Now Qiu Shili finally felt some transparency in it.The eldest brother has prepared both possibilities, and put the right to choose in his hands. Now is the time for him to make a decision.

"Forget it." Qiu Shili shook hands with the bearded man again, "We don't need it anymore, thank you."

Afterwards, he set off alone and went to Kazakhstan immediately.

Unlike the Pampas Plain, which is cold and cold in spring, Almaty is in a hot season. When driving on the grassland, the car is full of endless green and the sky is far away.Qiu Shili did not stop all the way, passing the cottages that he had borrowed before. The yurts of the herdsmen were still in place, close to the lush summer pastures.

And the little shaman was waiting for him in front of the dense fog area, one man and one horse alone, and the shadow seemed to disappear a little deeper.

"Hello." Qiu Shili leaned out from the car window.He heard from the subordinates guarding here that this child often stays in the base recently and does not come out to stay with his family. He must have come out to guard after hearing the news that he is coming.Qiu Shili also knew very clearly that he did not bring back the person he was waiting for, so he tried to steady his mind, and he spoke English very slowly, "Do you want to take me in?"

The side of the little shaman's face was also covered with thick fog. Qiu Shili couldn't see his expression clearly, but he turned around and rode his horse, wearing red clothes, about to disappear into the vast whiteness.Qiu Shili quickly stepped on the accelerator, followed him not too far away, and at the same time stopped the helicopter that was going to pick him up from the base through the intercom.

Going this way again, this time in a car instead of following behind on a horse, Qiu Shili could no longer remember the state of mind he had when he was galloping on horseback.As for the "sound of the underground river" that the shaman said, he still couldn't hear a trace. Is there a god guiding the way in this dense fog?Shadowy, difficult to answer.

In this way he approached the holy place of the Kazakhs.The heart of the prairie.When his eyes suddenly became clear, Qiu Shili saw his mother's grave and his family's base, which covered the precious mineral source like armor.He also saw that the salt water river out of the ground was still shallow and wide, as clear as last year.

He got out of the car, and the little shaman also got off his horse, and walked along the river with his back. Qiu Shili took a closer look and saw a face full of tears.Those tears wept all the way, they were really enough at this time, but they couldn't stand the sunshine of the grassland, as if they were going to be scattered in the wind soon.

For the next two days or so, Qiu Shili was always busy.The base is about to be demolished. According to Shi Zhanyang, since the rubidium mine is already safe, it is better to let it be buried underground forever. Qiu Shili also thinks it is best to keep the original appearance of the place.Various settlement and finishing tasks were not easy. After all arrangements were made, it was already the evening of the third day. Qiu Shili took Eguchi Shun's computer and found the little shaman who was squatting by the river watching horses graze.

"There aren't many of his relics left." After a pause, Qiu Shili said again, "I think this is what needs to be buried the most. Do you want to go with me?"

The little shaman raised his drooping face, nodded, and took off the saddle on the red horse's back, and silently carried a bow on his back. Qiu Shili noticed that the workmanship of these two things was quite fine, and the saddle surface was very delicate. The hollowed-out pattern and the shape of the bird's wing made by bowing the body can be called art, and it should be the best set of the little shaman, which is usually not used.

But he didn't ask much, just walked through the shallow water with the young man and came to the clean opposite bank.

A new monument has been erected next to the mother's grave, and even the earth pit has been dug. The guys are very efficient.Qiu Shili opened the ebony box, put it in the computer, closed the box again and put it in the earth pit. After bowing deeply, he stood up straight, looked sideways, and saw that the saddle and longbow had also entered the earth pit together. , the little shaman rubbed his eyes, and directly buried it with his hands.

This is a Kazakh tradition.Influenced by traditional shamanism, they believe that people still need to ride horses and shoot arrows after death. Kazakhs cannot do without horsebacks and bows, so the little shaman gave these to Shun Eguchi.

Qiu Shili was silent and didn't use a shovel. They started with him. Both of them moved very quickly. After filling, they patted hard with their palms to compact the moist and soft soil.

The sky was getting dark, Qiu Shili looked at the black and red sky, and then at his mother's tombstone, and suddenly felt that there was nothing to explain.What to say?Do you ask for appreciation or for understanding?All of this is a responsibility, and it seems inevitable. Moving along different tracks will lead to different ending points.And no matter for him or for Shun Eguchi, it is meaningless to talk about regrets.If there really is another dimension, he believes that Shun Eguchi and his mother have already met.

"Are you going to stay here for a while?" he asked, bowing his head.

The little shaman was still squatting there, the hem of his red coat fluttered by the wind, he nodded silently.

Qiu Shili didn't say any more, and walked to the river alone.On the other side of the river, the lively scene was still there. A group of experts and mercenaries were busy evacuating, as if uncovering an old scab. Zhan Yang made a phone call.

Within three seconds, the other party was connected. This would be the first time in the past few days that they had a conversation outside of work.

"Brother," Qiu Shili pinched his nose. He roughly calculated that Tokyo time was less than eleven o'clock at night, which is not too late, so he felt relieved, "Are you busy there?"

"I'm done, I'll board the plane tonight," Shi Zhanyang said with a smile, "ナナ will be busy for another two days."

"No, the evacuation of the base has been done, and I can leave after dawn."

He didn't want to delay the long-awaited concert.

But when he heard Zhan Yang asked: "What are you doing now?"

"... just buried something," Qiu Shili pressed the bridge of his nose, "the most important thing to Shun is that computer."

"Yes. His comrade-in-arms." Shi Zhanyang said.

Qiu Shili squatted down and touched the river water with his hands. It was much cooler than he imagined, "The little shaman didn't want to leave. He wrote to the translator in the morning, saying that he would stay here after we left. I think... he really Very sad."

"What about you?"

"I'm okay."

This made Qiu Shili feel guilty. After so many years, he knew that he could always be seen clearly by his elder brother, even with his voice alone.Sure enough, Shi Zhanyang was quiet for a while, and suddenly said: "Shun met with me before leaving for Argentina. I told him that I found a suitable bone marrow match. If the operation is successful, he will at least have the hope of being cured."

Qiu Shili was stunned. He knew how difficult it was to find Shun Eguchi's type. He even checked himself, and even his twins were not compatible. bone marrow bank.

"How long have you been looking for?" he asked.

"It started when he talked about the plan with us." Shi Zhanyang said, "Last June, maybe. A British institution can provide it."

"But he doesn't want to."

"Yes, yes." Shi Zhanyang breathed out, "He said he had already thought of his best result. I didn't stop him."

"When he was on the boat... he was very calm."

"Nana, do you think it's a pity? You still feel powerless," Shi Zhanyang asked softly and seriously, "A result that you have tried a lot but still can't change."

"Brother will think it's even more pity." Qiu Shili said, thinking in his heart, elder brother is always like this, doing far more things than himself without knowing it.

"No. I don't want to change anything, including the result," Shi Zhanyang said flatly, "Eguchi Shun... I respect him very much. I want him to successfully complete what he wants to do."

Hearing this, Qiu Shili didn't speak for a long time.Want to do - that of course includes death.It suddenly occurred to him that his elder brother was the person around him who cherished life the most, and he was always the most thoughtful when it comes to life.

Because death is ugly, making death is painful?Not really.It is because the eldest brother has seen too much life and death that he understands that this boundary is worth cherishing. He should be free no matter which side he wants to stand on.Just as life cannot be easily taken away, death should not be lightly belittled.

This is not evasion, nor is it cold-blooded.Only because freedom to make choices is the most precious opportunity, especially for those who live on the edge of a knife, where and how to die are often beyond their control.And giving the dying the right to choose is the greatest virtue of the living.

After going through black and white for a long time, he finally understood this truth.

"Brother, are you still there?" Qiu Shili asked.

"I'm here," Shi Zhanyang said, "Nana didn't cry, did she?"

"No," Qiu Shili suddenly smiled, "Are you at Haneda Airport?"

"I'm already on the plane."

"Well, flying from Tokyo to New York should go west." Qiu Shili asked again.He knows that when time is sufficient, his private jet will often choose the route that consumes fuel, thus avoiding popular routes.

"My class is," Shi Zhanyang deliberately teased him, "Maybe I will pass by you? Will we see the same night sky?"

Qiu Shili was really inexplicably embarrassed by the teasing. For some reason, he felt that the question was too soft, like a poem, the kind of thing flying in mid-air, "Then I will wait for you here. Look. See if there are any planes passing by." He whispered.

"Okay." Shi Zhanyang also smiled, very hearty, "I'll wait for you in New York."

At dawn the next day, Qiu Shili set off and got on the scheduled flight on time.However, the landing was not on time. The torrential rain hit New York, and the plane circled in the air. It took more than an hour to land.

Qiu Shili handed over the baggage claim to the guy who picked up the airport, and drove to the theater by himself. The start time was exactly nine o'clock, and the moment he put the plastic cover on the umbrella was exactly eight fifty-seven.

Qiu Shili was glad that he had changed into a suitable suit in advance, and he didn't get too many creases on the plane, so he hurried into the gate, and he ran towards the big concert hall at the deepest floor.The private room he booked was the one in the middle. From a distance, he saw the brown-red leather door and heard the bell that was about to start.

Almost slamming into the door, the waiter was pouring tea for Shi Zhanyang, and looked back in surprise.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Shi Zhanyang also turned his head and smiled at him brightly.

Qiu Shili embarrassedly wiped the rainwater off his eyebrows, signaled to the two waiters that they could leave, then walked to Shi Zhanyang's side, and sat down on the same sofa with him.

The people in the pool seat under the box were very noisy, and he pressed it close to Shi Zhanyang's ear, "Then I apologize."

Shi Zhanyang embraced him, slid his hand to his waist, and naturally held his left hand along his forearm, "It's not good to apologize."

The curtain opened, and the orchestra was already seated, the conductor also raised his hands, and the applause was instantly overwhelming.There is also a tradition in this orchestra, which likes to show off at the very beginning. Sure enough, the tenor stood in front of the stage, and all other noises were silenced.

"Then what's good?" Qiu Shili asked quietly.

"I'm thinking..." Shi Zhanyang's groan was very deep and sincere, "I've been walking very fast recently, can my pole dance be fulfilled?"

Qiu Shili's mind went blank for a moment. In fact, he had already bought all the clothes for dancing, but he suddenly felt shy when he heard his elder brother mention it.At this time, the aria sounded, it was the song "My Sun", which was sung in an opera style, and the tenor voice filled the entire vaulted theater with a thick and vigorous voice, "Man'atusole, cchiùbello, ojene'..." This familiar lyrics.

Qiu Shili lowered his head and rubbed his elder brother's shoulder, squeezed his palm with a warm face, and nodded emphatically to the request just now.

"accepted?"

"Always can..."

"Well, my nana." Shi Zhanyang held a warm smile, rubbing the slightly wet fingers in his hand.

"Brother!" Qiu Shili only felt that if this continued, he would not be able to enjoy the show properly.

The tenor was still singing, still full of emotion, "That's you! That's you!" The libretto was repeated like this. Qiu Shili wanted to spread all five fingers to interlock with the eldest brother, but his ring finger was suddenly pulled out.

For many reasons, it has been vacant several times, and recently it has been vacant for a long time, and the ring belonging to it was also put into the amulet, and it was regarded as luck to linger between the two of them.But now, Qiu Shili saw the ring made of the bullet again, and saw it creeping up his finger silently, like a golden imprint returning to the open scriptures, there is an elusive force that is always there There, now, the virtual and the real fit together again.

"My wife." Shi Zhanyang still smiled, put his hand to his lips and kissed, and said.

"Murder Begins in Summer" End of Text