sublimation

Like Luo Qianzhi, Xu Chuanfeng just walked out of the interrogation room where Zhu Xiang was interrogated. Zhu Xiang stopped studying at the age of 15 and started selling drugs. If it weren't for all the stolen goods and all the witnesses and evidence, he couldn't let go of it at all.

However, seeing that the situation had changed and there was no hope of denial, he began frantically confessing to his accomplices in order to make meritorious service. Not only did he involve several drug trafficking dens, but he also established several prostitution dens.

Multiple cases were intertwined. When Xu Chuanfeng and several colleagues arrested and returned to the team, it was already evening, approaching dusk, and the wind was rustling.

"What? Migrant workers jumped off the building asking for their salary? Why does this happen at the end of every year?" The policeman in the same car picked up the phone, "Okay, I'll go there now."

"Captain Xu, I may not have time to send you back." The policeman apologized.

"It's okay, you can go directly to the scene of the crime, and I'll go too." Xu Chuanfeng still had the case in his mind, so he answered casually.

"Leave me alone, you all leave me alone, they can't give me money, and I won't live anymore," a mournful cry was heard from a long distance away.

In the distance, a middle-aged man in a padded jacket could be seen standing precariously on the roof of a seven-story building, surrounded by a crowd of onlookers on the ground, and the police coming and going were laying bedding.

The three policemen had already reached the roof, but they couldn't get close at all. As soon as they got closer, the middle-aged man immediately became agitated and moved closer to the edge.

"Don't come here!" The howling wind made the middle-aged man's cold-proof clothing rattle, and after a while, even if he didn't want to jump off the building, the strong wind would blow him down.

A thin and slender boy was holding the guardrail with one hand and holding him with the other. His palms were slightly slippery, but his expression was very calm.

The boy's eyes were like amber, and he fixed his eyes on the jumper Zhang Yawu caught with a pure and harmless look. He had no hostility, but he could not be refuted.

"Xiao Shuang!" Xu Chuanfeng only glanced at him, recognized him at a glance through people coming and going, rushed out of the car door in panic and squeezed into the crowd.

"Captain Xu, you..." Seeing that the car hadn't even stopped, Xu Chuanfeng rushed out of the car door, nearly stumbled, stopped the car and chased after him.

Xu Chuanfeng and the police officers who handled the case kept their footsteps as light as possible, and slowly moved towards the roof. Several police officers who were already on the roof kept watching them and gesticulating, indicating that the suicide victim was very emotional.

"They're all liars, all of them are liars. I painted the exterior walls for a year, and I suffered a great crime. My whole body was covered with bumps. I didn't get the last big one! I fed it all to the dog's belly." The middle-aged man became more and more excited, and one foot had already stepped out.

People's psychological activities are very complicated. To be honest, at first he really just wanted to put pressure on the society by jumping off the building, so that the contractor would pay him back his wages, so that he could have travel expenses and go home with his children with school fees. years.

Who would have thought that the more he talked, the more emotional he would become, all the bitterness and bitterness of the years came to his heart, the burden of the whole family was on his shoulders, and the social winds and swords were pressing against each other.

The vast abyss, in his view, is the dawn of liberation, and it turns into a delicious delicacy to instigate, jumping down, everything is over.

"Uncle Li, you are my client. The lawsuit is not over yet. I guarantee myself that I will not give up, and you, don't give up either, okay?" One hand grips the fence.

"Lawyer Xiaocheng, my son, thank you for your hard work." He smiled on his vicissitudes of life, a gust of wind blew, and his nerves were slightly confused. He looked down the balcony, which was hardly a hundred-foot-high building, but a paradise.

He finally stepped out with the other foot, and gently pulled Cheng Shuang with the other hand, like the gentlest pulling of an elder to a junior.

Cheng Shuang didn't move, he was pulled by him, and they fell through the railing at the same time, hanging in mid-air.

The crowd downstairs and the police downstairs were in a mess at the same time, "Lawyer Cheng, hold on, hold on! Hold the guardrail with your left hand, don't let go!" The police estimated that the suicide victim was below, so they should not be seen. Come over, crouch down and move closer quietly.

Cheng Shuang exhausted all the strength in his body to hold the suicide victim. The force of the person's fall was heavy, and Zhi Shuang's body also moved down an inch, touching the edge of life and death, just short of Cheng Shuangru's giving up struggle after years of drifting at sea. .

Death is so easy, life is so hard.

With gusts of north wind blowing, his mind was also crowded with all kinds of thoughts, and he suddenly looked up and saw Xu Chuanfeng's face.

Xu Chuanfeng compared his lips to him: Xiao Shuang, hold on.A very thin breath, a voice of encouragement.

Another gust of wind blew his black soft coat against his face, but he suddenly gained courage, turned his head, and said to his client who jumped off the building, "Uncle Li, I haven't seen my parents yet. If I had a chance to see my parents, I would rather not go to school, have no money, nothing, and I don't want them to leave."

The boy's gentle words made the strong man finally burst into tears, and the fear that he realized later swept his limbs and brain, "Lawyer Cheng, I don't want to die, I still have a couple of children and a wife, they Wait for me at home!"

"So, Uncle Li, hold me tight." Cheng Shuang lowered her head and said calmly, "It's fine."

At this moment, the police finally tied a rope around Cheng Shuang's waist, and Xu Chuanfeng pulled them both up from behind.

Cheng Shuang felt dizzy for a while, only to realize that his clothes were completely drenched with sweat.

In the severe winter of Sanjiu.