what's in the depths

The lead-colored clouds slowly faded away, covering the city in darkness.

The pure white snowflakes were pouring down, and the inhuman students who were tortured by the exam week finally felt a little bit of vitality under the great pressure.

The auspicious snow heralds a prosperous year, I hope it will be so.

In addition to Shangguan Shidi's parents, the deceased Zhao Siming's mother rushed to the police station.

When Shangguan Shidi was taken out of the interrogation room by the police, Zhao Siming's mother pushed the policeman away, slapped the girl severely, and angrily cursed to make Shangguan Shidi pay for her life and make amends.

The American supermodel walked over and said something loudly in English. The two women pushed each other, and the police finally couldn't stand it anymore and rushed over to stop her.

Shangguan Shidi's father, a social celebrity with tens of billions of assets, bowed deeply to Zhao Siming's mother with heartache, and then bowed deeply to all the policemen.

"I'm sorry, but I have no way to teach my son."

"I want your family to pay the price for my son's death. Tomorrow I will find reporters to make a big report, so that you can't get along in the country." Zhao Siming's mother said angrily.

"All right, all right, your son didn't do anything good, the perpetrators will be punished by law, and it's not up to you." Tong Si finally couldn't help it, and said angrily.

"What did you say? Say it again?!" Zhao Siming's mother's anger began to affect Chi Yu.

Tong Si shrugged: "To be honest, instead of talking nonsense here as a victim, it is better to atone for the mistakes made by your son first. Your son is a life, and the girl who jumped off the building is not?"

"Crazy, crazy, you, a people's policeman, actually speak for criminals, I want to sue you!"

Tong Si smiled and said, "You can tell me what you want, but my transfer term has not yet expired, and now I am just an ordinary citizen."

"Okay, don't add fuel to the fire." Zhu Yuhan pulled the brat aside: "Is this what you should say?"

Tong Si shook Peppa Pig's backpack, pretending to surrender: "Well, count me as talkative, I'll go out for supper."

Shangguan Shidi followed the police to the detention center, his mother covered her mouth behind her, with tears in her eyes, her face full of disbelief.

"By the way." Shangguan Shidi stopped suddenly, looked back at Zhu Yuhan, and smiled, "Mr. Police, where is my cello?"

"Keep it in the evidence room."

"Can you, let me play the cello one last time. I made up a piece of music that was supposed to be played to her on Le Guang's birthday, but she hurried away before she heard it."

Zhu Yuhan pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll get it for you."

The handcuffs were released, and Shangguan Shidi took over the cello.

That day, a group of policemen surrounded the police station, and Shangguan Shidi's parents and Zhao Siming's mother fell silent.

Special tunes remind special people.

Shangguan Shidi once said that she didn't like the deep strings of the cello, which sounded too sad, but only because Tang Leguang liked it, so she decided to become an excellent cellist.

The strings flicked slightly, like a quiet and deep river, carrying countless memories, flowing out of the darkness and slowly flowing into the distant future.

At the end of the song, Shangguan Shidi got up and bowed deeply to his parents: "Thank you for raising me so hard for so many years, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, she pushed away many policemen and ran outside.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the policemen all chased him out to stop him.

The roaring trucks, the loud and muffled sound, were like the red lotuses that bloomed the night Tang Leguang fell from the building.

Bright and gentle.

Maybe at the other end of the world, she can finally catch up with her, holding hands tightly and smiling brightly like that day.

The sun is gentle and the warm wind is warm. So far, until the world disappears, they will never be separated again.

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At three o'clock in the morning, the roadside barbecue stalls were steaming, and the dim light bulbs were covered with oil residue.

Three men sat around a small table shaking their legs to keep warm.

Zhu Yuhan threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out.

"It was so sudden, before I could react, the little girl committed suicide."

Holding a grilled chicken wing, Tong Si ate his mouth full of greasy food, and said vaguely:

"There is one less genius in the world."

"Indeed, I have to admire that although she is a murderer, considering her age and living environment, she can do this, Niu." Tong Si said, holding out his thumb.

"It's not awesome, it's just being forced to a dead end, and the person you like the most was bullied to commit suicide, can you bear it?" Zhu Yuhan put the empty wine bottle at his feet.

After drinking half a draft of beer, he was already a little drunk.

He turned his head to look at Fu Huaiyu: "What will happen to you if you want me?"

Since Fu Huaiyu sat down, he didn't even look at the greasy skewers in front of him.

"Call the police."

"Speaking of conscience, you are a policeman yourself, would you care about campus bullying?" Zhu Yuhan sneered.

"No, I can't control it."

"Then it's over, Mr. Gang Jing." Zhu Yuhan said, staggering up and going to pay the bill.

Tong Si looked at Zhu Yuhan's back, and immediately leaned in front of Fu Huaiyu: "Is this how our Zhu team usually is?"

"Well, smoking and drinking burns my head, without him I can't."

"I'm not talking about that." Tong Si spread his greasy hands, "Is he usually so emotional?"

Fu Huaiyu pondered for a moment: "Almost."

Tong Si leaned closer again, and his glib mouth almost stuck to Fu Huaiyu's face: "I heard from other colleagues in the team that you and our Zhu team had a relationship before?"

Fu Huaiyu pushed Tong Si's face away, and took out a tissue to wipe his hands: "Why don't these long-tongued men work so hard?"

Tong Si thief laughed twice: "Just say so."

"Yeah, I chased him." Fu Huaiyu sneered, with an expression of "I see what you can say".

"Wow, isn't it, I didn't expect you to be so good. Tell me, what is it about our wishing team that caught your attention? Look at him, he has a five-fifth figure, a face, a character that can't be described in a word... I heard that not long ago He also suspended the reporter for a month of investigation?"

Fu Huaiyu reached out and patted Tong Si's hairy head: "Others' evaluations are too objective, you have to experience it yourself."

After paying the bill, Zhu Yuhan picked up the cigarette case on the table and put it in his pocket, then staggered towards the side of the street, muttering:

"I'll go to the research institute to find Chu Rong, you can do whatever you want."

Fu Huaiyu then stood up, stood beside Zhu Yuhan, looked at his red nose, hesitated for a while, and finally spoke slowly:

"I'll give you a piece of advice, stay away from Chu Rong."

Zhu Yuhan looked at him with drunken eyes, and sneered: "If you like someone, go after him, otherwise, even if you kill everyone in the world, he won't understand your intentions."

The taxi stopped on the side of the road, and Zhu Yuhan opened the door and got in.

Tong Si watched the car leave with his mouth wide open, then looked back at Fu Huaiyu:

"Who is Chu Rong?"

"A forensic doctor."

"Are you in a love triangle?"

Fu Huaiyu squinted at him: "Even if I have a love triangle with you, I won't have a relationship with him."

"Is this what you usually do?"

"What kind."

"An inexplicable sense of superiority."

Fu Huaiyu smiled, and moved closer to Tong Si's face: "Yes, you guessed it right, I am not only superior in myself, but also cautious, don't mess with me, or I will target you."

Opening the car door, Fu Huaiyu got into the cab, and shouted "get in the car" to Tong Si who was still standing in a daze by the side of the road.

In the research institute, Chu Rong was sleeping soundly when he was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a drunk man reeking of alcohol threw himself into his arms.

Chu Rong hurriedly helped the drunk man into the house, threw him on his bed and took off his shoes and changed his clothes.

Zhu Yuhan fell asleep and fell asleep, despite Chu Rong's endless calls, he remained still.

In his sleep, Zhu Yuhan did not forget to slander:

"Fu Huaiyu is too fucking smart. I don't want to work with him. I just transferred a new person. Tomorrow I will apply for a transfer to another province."

Chu Rong smiled, and took a wet towel to wipe his body.

After finishing everything, it was already past four o'clock in the morning, and now Chu Rong didn't feel sleepy at all, so he simply climbed into bed and leaned against the head of the bed to read a book.

The clock is ticking, and in the huge room, there is only the sound of flipping books as lightly as possible.

As if dazzled by the desk lamp, Zhu Yuhan groaned twice, then turned his back to Chu Rong.

Chu Rong looked at him, gently put down the book, and stroked his hair: "Sorry to bother you."

After that, he raised his hand to turn off the lamp.

The sound of breathing in deep sleep is steady and gentle.

Chu Rong lay on the bed, staring at the dark ceiling in a daze with his eyes open.

"wrong."

With a loud cry, Zhu Yuhan sat up startled.

Chu Rong turned to look at him.

His chest heaved violently with the rapid breathing.

"No." Zhu Yuhan yelled again, hurriedly picked up his clothes and began to search for his phone.

"Are you awake? It's still very early, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Zhu Yuhan froze for a moment, then slowly turned to look at Chu Rong.

He didn't know if it was a dream or it happened in reality, but he vaguely remembered that Fu Huaiyu once said to him "stay away from Chu Rong".

"Do me a favor." Zhu Yuhan couldn't think too much, jumped out of bed and began to put on his pants.

"how."

"It is impossible for Tang Leguang to commit suicide by jumping off the building because of Zhao Siming's slander." Zhu Yuhan dressed and rushed into Chu Rong's studio.

Chu Rong put on his pajamas and rushed over.

Living under the same roof as the corpse, only Chu Rong has such a big heart.

"Why do you say that."

"During the survey and interview with the students before, none of the students mentioned this matter." Zhu Yuhan put on his gloves and brushed away Tang Leguang's long hair.

Sure enough, there were a small amount of imperceptible bleeding spots behind Tang Leguang's ears, and there were also some old-looking scars on many places on his body.

"What kind of objects are these bleeding spots?"

"I've seen this place, and it's preliminarily estimated that it was caused by the friction between the falling building and the ground."

"Other than that, is there any other possibility?" Zhu Yuhan walked to the end of the morgue and gently opened Tang Leguang's legs.

"It may also be caused by friction with hard objects such as tables and walls."

Zhu Yuhan looked at Tang Leguang's inner thigh, where there was a very inconspicuous bruise.

"How did this bruise come about?"

Chu Rong frowned: "For a normal person, it is impossible to hit the inner thigh when walking, so it may be caused by sexual behavior."

"Why didn't you write in the autopsy report." Zhu Yuhan stopped.

Under the pale light, Chu Rong's face looked a little cold.

Zhu Yuhan turned around: "It is your forensic doctor's responsibility to truthfully report the condition of the corpse to the police."

After that, there wasn't much to blame.

"Many students were surveyed and interviewed before, and their evaluations of Tang Leguang were highly consistent. Shangguan Shidi once said that Tang Leguang was slandered by Zhao Siming during his lifetime, but almost no students talked about this issue. Maybe they didn't believe it at all. They are high school students, and they are unlikely to be easily led by rumors, they have their own subjective sense of judgment, even if they have faith, they are very few." Zhu Yuhan looked at Tang Leguang's pale body.

"Therefore, it is impossible for Tang Leguang to choose to commit suicide by jumping off a building because of a rumor that most people don't believe. There must be something else hidden in it."