a person's business

He bent down and scraped away some dirt, unzipped the bag over her head, and dragged her out by the back of her neck.She still looked at him in fear.

He was somewhat impatient.Pushing her head over, she leaned on her shoulder.

Liu Changhang sent text messages one after another, but he didn't reply. He put his phone aside and decided to make a call after thinking about it.

The phone rang.

"Someone bought your life with money, but I can't do it. Make yourself as safe as possible in the future." Zhang Weiming gently tore off the tape on her mouth, and helped her to tear off the tape on her feet, Fang Fang I don't know if it was because he lost his strength from fright, or because his feet were bound and he couldn't stand still, so he lay on the back of Zhang Weiming who was squatting on the ground to tear off the tape for him.

The tape was removed, Zhang Weiming got into the car, the phone stopped after a long time and no one answered, Fang Fang was still standing there stupidly.

"Get in the car, it's cold outside, I'll take you back." Zhang Weiming rolled down the window.

"Oh……"

"I had a call just now, call back."

"Is it really possible?" Fang Fang was still in shock.

"Let's fight." Zhang Weiming started the car, and the music that had been turned off started playing again.

"Hey," the moment the call got through, Fang Fang burst into tears, Zhang Weiming glanced at her, "Let's break up Liu Changhang, I don't want to be with you anymore, I'm always worried when I'm with you. No sense of security. You always think about others, thinking about handling cases, but have you ever thought about protecting me, no! You never, you were never by my side, never by my side..."

"Fang Fang, don't cry, listen to me..."

The moment Fangfang uttered the words "Liu Changhang", Zhang Weiming's car visibly shuddered, and when he turned to look at her again, he had already hung up the phone, crying into tears.

The car stopped.Zhang Weiming looked at her for a long time, counting in his heart, and finally handed her a box of tissues.

Fang Fang wiped his tears and finally cried dry. He choked up and said something that Zhang Weiming couldn't believe, "Are you really not going to kill me? I recognize you?"

Zhang Weiming's mind flashed the previous scene, that is, the girl's back entered Liu Changhang's house and passed her by, as if she really recognized herself and could confirm her identity in the vast crowd.

A killer would never go too deeply into a non-threatening prey, this was a mistake he made.

He looked into her tearful eyes, "If it weren't for your beautiful eyes, I would have poked you blind."

Fang Fang unexpectedly burst out laughing.

The car started and went through the checkpoint. It was still the car stopped by Xiao Su. After taking a look at the co-pilot, Fang Fang's eyeballs were still a little swollen, it was obvious that he had just cried.Xiao Su only felt that the girl had a kind face, and she had seen her somewhere, so she let her go with a gesture.

Xiao Su felt that the girl looked a bit like Team Liu's girlfriend, so she walked over to ask suspiciously. Liu Changhang was on the phone behind the car, beeping for a long time, causing him to smash the phone into pieces angrily.Xiao Su retreated knowingly.

Zhang Weiming sent Fang Fang back to the gate of Cuijing Garden on Nanyuan Road, and opened the door for her like a dedicated ER. Fang Fang's steps didn't feel like he was alive, but rather inexplicably delicate.Zhang Weiming leaned against the car door and watched her go away, quietly smoking a cigarette.He drove to the flower shop, which was already closed, so he wandered aimlessly and anxiously, and finally said a word while leaning on the mailbox.

"I need a gun."

When he got home, he stood silently by the window for a long time. He didn't drink the milk on the table, and there was a laboratory test sheet lying on it. The cigarette butts had never been so messy and crushed the full tank, and finally the cigarette in his hand was crushed in his hand. inside.

"Dangdang."

"It's been several days since the hospital's inspection report came out, and I still don't want to believe it, but what else can I do if I don't believe it? I can't help it..."

The next day, Liu Changhang drove the car with a slumped expression, and passed the intersection again, and saw from a distance that his demeanor was not like the previous Zhang Weiming.He loved his unchanging composure so much, and his slightly hasty expression made him curious, and he followed in a strange way. Instead of heading home, he arrived at a remote suburb.

There stood a church, and it happened to be Sunday today, and the worshipers sat in the church one after another. He buried his head in the front row and prayed, and he also sat in the back row, wanting to take a look, but He buried his head under the priest's help, praying with the same cross on his chest.

The eulogy from the Bible echoed in the church, and when Liu Changhang looked up again, the figure in front of him had disappeared, and while looking around, he saw a figure entering the confession room.He followed and squeezed into another adjacent room, eavesdropping carefully with his ear on the wooden board.

"Do you have any bitterness or troubles, or do you want to confess to the Lord?"

... After a long silence, Liu Changhang was about to take his ears away when he heard two "Dangdang", like knocking sounds.His mind was racing in an instant. There were some things that he wanted to catch but couldn't catch. There were footsteps next door. He chased them out, but the building was empty.

This time there was no chance encounter, but Liu Changhang rushed home, waiting for the neighbor's return at the door, but pretended to be smoking as if nothing had happened.

With his hands in his bosom, Zhang Weiming came up bulgingly.

"came back?"

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"No, my girlfriend was at home and was kicked out to smoke a cigarette."

The corners of Zhang Weiming's eyes twitched, and he looked at the cigarette butts all over the place. "Oh." The two looked at each other and moved away.

"What's in your pocket?"

Zhang Weiming was stunned for a moment, and slowly took his hand out of his arms. "Stir-fried chestnuts in sugar. If she wanted to eat it, I ran to buy it for her. It was cold and I was afraid that I would carry it in my arms."

Liu Changhang stared at it, "Yes."

"do you want to eat?"

"No, I'll leave it to her, I'll go back first." Liu Changhang closed the door, Zhang Weiming's movement of turning his head to open the door lagged for a long time.

Liu Changhang was thinking wildly in the room with the lights off. His girlfriend's words of breaking up and photos of the death scene were intertwined in his mind. It was chaotic and noisy, and he felt that he was going to explode.He tapped the table restlessly with his hands, and then again.He stood up again, he suddenly felt that it was easier to think about the two knocks during the day, and he was also puzzled, but he could knock on the door and ask if he was also troubled, and he would understand.

He opened the door and took two steps. Just as he raised his hand to knock, there was a "Dang Dang" knock on the door, but he froze in place all of a sudden.

The music of "Who is knocking on my window again" rang in his mind and also in Zhang Weiming's room.In the erratic curtain, Zhang Weiming hugged his non-existent lover, stepping on the drumbeat of the music, dancing a waltz slowly and affectionately.His left hand meets her waist, his right hand clasps her hand, and his feet avoid her high heels.A candle is swaying in the breeze, slowly swaying, and will never stop.

Liu Changhang closed the door in horror, and leaned against the door, the sounds of the pager and phone, and the faint music appeared in his mind instantly, and he dialed Xiao Su's number.

"Hey, Xiao Su, go back to the police station, immediately, check the taxi registration information of the police record on National Highway 23 at night on the 302rd."

At five o'clock in the morning, a group of heavily armed police surrounded Zhang Weiming's residence.Everyone was extremely nervous in the face of this terrifying and invisible killer.Liu Changhang's coat was wrapped up to his neck, and everyone was pushed aside.

"Don't be so nervous, I don't think he will have any resistance." Although he said this, he felt an inexplicable excitement and anxiety when facing this room that he had never entered before.His hands trembling as he held the key to open the door.

The door opened, it was too clear, the house was full of flowers, and a scent of flowers rushed to my face.A group of people rushed in, seeing that there was no danger of hiding, everyone relaxed their vigilance a little and started to investigate, but nothing was found.This is like a very tasteful living family, but the brazier that burned out the candles is very weird, and the inside is already full of paper ashes.

Several police officers walked to the door and smelled an inexplicable smell.

"What smell is this? There is a stench mixed with the fragrance of flowers."

Liu Changhang sniffed, looked back at the paper ashes in the brazier, looked back at the door, rushed over, and unscrewed the handle.

The door is locked and cannot be opened.

"Back up."

"Bang bang bang" Liu Changhang rammed like a bull with all his strength, and the door slammed open.Everyone was suffocated by the sight and the breath that greeted them.

The woman on the bed had been dead for a long time.

Liu Changhang stepped on a piece of letter paper.

"962464"

On a grassy hill, on the top of the hill grew an orange tree bearing yellow and orange oranges.Zhang Weiming was lying on the grass with brilliant yellow flowers, sleeping peacefully, with a gun in his hand, the yellow paper bag in his arms, and a blood hole in his head, bleeding profusely.The sun is bright and dazzling.

On the back of the letterhead, "I am waiting for you at the place where I first met."

……

Liu Changhang peeled off the collar on his neck, looked at the strangle marks on his neck in the mirror, and touched them, they were all congested and purple.

"I could kill you, but I don't want to."

"..."

"Don't you always want to go to my house for a while, I put the key on the table for you."

"Don't you ask me how I know?"

"What a coincidence."

……

Liu Changhang went home and went upstairs again, maybe after, maybe before.He saw another sneaky figure lying on the opposite door of his house.

"who are you?"

The figure ran away.He chased down.

"stop!"

Downstairs, he unconsciously slowed down again, looking in the direction of the original trash can, as if there was someone