Rabbit's Murder Memories

When Miyuki came, I was sitting in a corner of the store doing the final revision of the script. This time she was holding a blue umbrella, but she was wet all over, as if she didn't have an umbrella.

I said to Wan Wan, who was sitting by the side reading a book:

"At night, go upstairs and get a towel."

Wanwan put down the book, nodded, and walked upstairs along the stairs.

After sitting in silence for a while, Meixue suddenly asked: "Pei Ye, can you come out and say a few words?"

I glanced at Wan Wan who was coming down the stairs, closed the computer, and nodded.

Miyuki stood up, smiled and waved towards Wanwan, then turned and walked towards the door.

I pointed to the computer on the table, motioned for Wanwan to wait a bit, then followed behind Michelle, and opened the store door.

Standing under the eaves in front of the store, she lit a long women's cigarette, held it between her fingers, and smoked slowly.

I asked strangely: "When did you learn to smoke?"

She said: "I met it very early, but I hardly smoked."

I turned my stiff neck twice, took out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket, lit one, and silently put it in my mouth.

"Hey, Pei Ye, do you really want to marry her?"

"Is this still fake? I also asked for marriage, and I have children."

"Is she pregnant?" Miyuki asked in surprise.

"Ah."

"Whose is the child?"

"Nonsense, of course it's mine."

"You said yes?" She smiled contemptuously.

"I think so." I said word by word, with a serious expression on my face.

She suddenly looked at me strangely, like sympathy, like torture.

"Did you... have never doubted this world? Or, do you only trust your intuition?"

"What do you mean by that, I don't understand." I told the truth.

"If you don't understand it, forget it."

I paused, and asked her the same question, a question I couldn't answer myself.

"Miyuki, do you know what is the most evil thing about people?"

The expression on Miyuki's face suddenly froze for a moment, she lowered her head and thought for a while, then shook her head blankly.

"The most evil thing about people is that they pursue meaning no matter what they do."

"What do you mean by that?" she asked, staring at me thoughtfully.

"I don't know." I also shook my head, "That's what Lou Yuqing said."

She pursed her lips and smiled, and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can beside her.

"Pei Ye, do I know why I like you?"

"I don't know."

"Because I think you have a soul, just like the light in this dark night, and I am the shadow running after the light."

"Why do you think you are a shadow?" I asked strangely.

"Didn't I just say that! Because I am different from you, I have no soul. For a soulless person, life is not life, life is just repetition."

Surprised by her answer, I took my last puff of smoke deeply and confirmed to her:

"A kind of endless loop?"

"That's right, that's why I feel that I need the guidance of the light. However, a person suddenly appeared, and she picked up the beam of light with her hand, and took it away in her arms."

I felt sore and joked, "Could it be that I'm a flashlight?"

Miyuki laughed, "It doesn't matter what you are, it's just a metaphor. Now you have found your result, and I'm still looking for mine..."

"Miyuki, actually..."

As soon as I was halfway through my words, she covered her with her hand.

Her hand, small and cool, suddenly lifted up and stuck to my mouth, like a willow leaf wet by autumn rain.

"Pei Ye, let's not be too greedy..."

After she finished speaking, she stood on tiptoe and kissed the position of my lips, but there was her hand in the middle, and she never let go of that small hand.

After kissing me, she suddenly pulled away and stood a little far away from me, then she suddenly raised the blue umbrella in her hand, handed it to me and said:

"Give it to you as a parting gift."

I looked at her strangely, and finally took the umbrella over, held it in my hand, and looked at it carefully.

The umbrella is exquisitely crafted and has neat lines. It is not a cheap item at first glance. What's more, there is a silver-white little angel welded on the head of the umbrella. He is spreading his wings, as if he is about to spread his wings and fly.

"This umbrella is the work of the famous domestic sculptor Qu Guangci." She explained.

"I remember I told you that it is unlucky to give an umbrella, why did you give me an umbrella?"

"Because I hate you!" She said with a sympathetic smile.

I held the umbrella in my hand and shook my head for no reason, but she suddenly put away her smile and explained again in a tone that I will never forget:

"Because of an umbrella, it sounds the same as 'san'. Sending an umbrella means that I want to say goodbye to you."

My body trembled, "Miyuki, we..."

"Pei Ye, we... have no ending after all. It didn't happen before, and now there are more Wan Wan, let alone."

After finishing speaking, she stepped into the rain and fog alone, and walked towards the red Martha in the parking lot.

This time, her hands were empty and she didn't hold any umbrella.

I looked at her thin and distraught back, and suddenly rushed over with an umbrella. After a while, I put the blue umbrella on top of her head.

She turned her head and smiled with a pale face. There were drops of water falling from the corner of her eyes. She didn't know whether it was tears or rain.

I walked forward side by side with her, and after a while she leaned towards me and put her head lightly on my shoulder.

When we parted in front of the car, she stood still in front of me, pinched the buttons of my shirt with her hands, and carefully fastened them one by one.

I didn't unbutton many shirts, there were three in total, and she finished them in no time.After buckling, she seemed to feel that it was not enough, and sighed from her mouth.

I began to resent the number of buttons. If there were a thousand, ten thousand would be great, so she could keep buttoning them.

She lowered her head, probably organizing parting words in her mind, but in the end she didn't say anything, she stood on tiptoe and kissed me gently.

This time, there was nothing between our lips, and she and I kissed for a long time, from cold lips to hot breath.Another drop of water fell from the corner of her eye and fell into my mouth. The taste was bitter, no doubt it was tears.

She opened the car door and got in.

She said, "Goodbye, Pei Ye."

I said, "Goodbye, Miyuki."

·

Then September passed, and so did October, and Miyuki never came again.

After the last rains of November, she still did not come.

When the time came to December, it suddenly stopped raining and snow began to float in the sky, making it even more impossible for her to come.

As I thought, she gave us an umbrella, and we really broke up.

·

On a weekend night in December, there was light snow in the sky, and I was sitting on a chair, contemplating the script, because there were a few props that were not easy to buy or make in the market, and I was thinking about how to modify them, when suddenly someone knock on the door.

Looking at the sky like the bottom of a pot outside the window and the plain silver on the window sill, I couldn't help but feel a little strange. I closed the computer and opened the door to see that it was Ji Ran.

"Long time no see, Writer Pei." At the moment I was stunned, he suddenly stepped in.

"Why is Mr. Ji free today?" I asked strangely while pouring him tea.

"I just came back from Beijing, so I stopped by to have a look." He was wearing a black trench coat, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, and a pair of light brown leather shoes on his feet.

I thought about the route from the airport to his apartment, and suddenly I didn’t understand what this “drop in” meant. It was as strange as a person who wanted to go to Russia from the northeast but insisted on going to Guangdong to meet a friend for morning tea.

I said: "Well, Mr. Ji, then the navigation in your car may be broken."

He took a sip of tea, suddenly laughed, and said bluntly:

"Then I won't play around with you anymore. I already know about you and Michelle being together."

I was taken aback and felt a layer of sweat jumping out from the top of my head and back. Before I could speak, he continued:

"I also heard that you have gotten so close to a peripheral recently that you don't even bother to write the script."

"Who did you hear that from?" I asked in surprise.

He smiled triumphantly, "You and Michelle can continue to communicate, but you must cut off that periphery."

His words completely dispelled my last thought of apologizing to him.

"What is Miyuki to you?"

He rolled his eyes and thought for a while, "An obedient woman?"

"Do you take her as an extraordinary person?" I asked angrily.

"Hey, Writer Pei, let's get over what you said. You slept with my woman, and you blamed me instead. I'm afraid this is not the 'way of a gentleman' you have always insisted on, is it?"

His sarcasm had a needle in it, and I knew I was wrong, so I didn't argue.

"Actually, I still respect her, so I have never controlled her in terms of money and freedom. Even after I found out that she likes you, I have been acquiescing to let you date. After all, she is a real woman, and she also has needs in that regard, doesn't it? Am I not good enough for her?"

I sneered, and felt that Ji Ran's logic could no longer be described as "shameless".

"I've already finished writing the script, and Miyuki has severed ties with me. I've already proposed to that girl, and it's estimated that I will get the certificate in a few days. I'll treat you to a wedding wine then."

Ji Ran's complexion suddenly became ugly, the veins on his forehead were raised, and the muscles on his face were convulsed.

"Are you fucking crazy?" He roared incredulously, "You want to marry a peripheral?"

I looked at him strangely, not knowing why he suddenly became so hysterical, I thought about it, and replied lightly:

"She has been pregnant with my child for several months, and I don't want to be single anymore. If you want to fire me, you can do whatever you want."

"You..." He stood up suddenly, pointed at me with his fingertips trembling slightly, like branches in the cold wind outside the window.

I sat on the sofa without any reaction, and looked at him blankly. He stood for a while, glared at me with complicated expressions, finally sighed, and sat back down again.

"You are still the same as before. You always go your own way in everything you do, and you never know how to judge the situation."

I felt uncomfortable in my cervical spine again, turned my neck and asked, "What do you mean?"

He raised his head, and his expression returned to his usual calm, "It's nothing. I just thought that people would change, no matter how many axes they had, they would eventually change."

He took a sip of tea, stood up again, adjusted his clothes, and then said:

"You may think that I have no bottom line for saying this, but I hope you can think again, break up with that girl, restore your relationship with Miyuki, I may not be able to give you anything else, but if this kind of change can be bought and sold, I am willing Make a price."

I smiled, incredulous at his suggestion.

"I don't want to divorce Michelle, and I don't want to make the relationship stalemate. Frankly speaking, she needs a long-term and stable lover. Of course, this lover should be someone I trust. In this case, whether it is for her or me, It's the best choice."

"Mr. Ji, then I may have to betray your trust." I looked at him and replied with a smile.

He smiled too, and flicked a little stain on my collar.

"Pei Ye, in fact, I am most afraid of dealing with you people who are engaged in literature, especially you. With the conditions of your family, you are not afraid of being fired at all; if I reason with you, you often occupy the commanding heights of morality early .So for a businessman like me, there are a lot of things, if you can’t handle them with money, then it’s very difficult.”

I said, "Mr. Ji, I'm just a script writer, and what I write is not literature."

He turned around and looked at me, and said, "It's pretty much the same."

When I sent him downstairs, I found that other shop assistants were looking at this side curiously, and only the shop manager was cleaning the bar seriously, with an indifferent expression on his face.

I suddenly remembered the question just now, and confirmed to Ji Ran:

"Mr. Ji, you didn't arrange a traitor here, did you?"

Ji Ran's body trembled slightly, his footsteps stopped, and then he immediately started walking again.

He didn't give me the answer I wanted in the end.

·

After seeing off Ji Ran, I went back to the studio and continued to revise the script. I called Wanwan in the middle. Wanwan was living alone in the villa I bought in Linshi.

"Is the district heated?" I asked.

"Well, yes, it's quite warm," she said.

"How do you eat these days?"

"I go out to buy vegetables every morning, and when I come back, I cook by myself. When I have nothing to do, I play the guitar, sing, record it, and put it on the Internet."

"Ah."

"Grandpa, when are you coming back?" Her voice suddenly changed into another tone, becoming tired and sweet, "I miss you!"

I stood by the window, looking at the vast snowy night outside, and suddenly felt a strange warm current flowing by me.

"After the script is submitted, I may go to the crew to stay for a few days, and I will go back after the discussion is passed."

"Yeah." She obediently agreed, and then suddenly laughed foolishly by herself.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm looking forward to him growing up quickly and kicking me from the inside." She paused and asked again: "Master, do you want a boy or a girl?"

"It's all right."

"Master, since I had a child, I realized that everything is worthwhile and everything has hope. It turns out that waiting for someone is such a happy thing."

"Well, if you feel tired, just tell me, and I will ask for leave to go back to accompany you."

"No, sir, you are busy with your business, don't worry about me."

Turning off the phone, I looked out the window, and the snow was still falling.Even though it worked so hard, it didn't turn the night into day, but the night seemed brighter than usual.

·

Early the next morning, I entered the crew and discussed with the screenwriters the sets, costumes, props, and the number of special effects for each link. Although the script has been revised many times by me, there are still many problems that have not been fully considered. .

One morning a week later, I just got up from the bed in the hotel, opened the curtains, and found that there was light snow in the sky again. I called Wan Wan and wanted to tell her that I might stay for a few more days. If it's convenient for her, she can come and find me.

As a result, Wanwan's mobile phone was not answered all the time, and finally turned off.

I called the community property, and the security guard also knocked on the door, but no one answered.

I felt flustered for a while, and then asked the security guard to check the surveillance, which showed that Wanwan had left early yesterday morning and hadn't come back.

I quickly asked for leave and drove to Linshi.

After arriving at the villa, I searched around the house first, and finally found Wanwan's mobile phone on the coffee table. The mobile phone had automatically shut down because it ran out of battery.

I called the police, and the police called the monitoring along the path from the villa to the vegetable market in Wanwan, and found out soon.

After comparing the video data of the two supermarkets in the same time period, I found that Wanwan only passed the one closest to the villa, and the distance between the two supermarkets was only [-] meters, and there was no fork in the middle. Wanwan was here. Missing in the surveillance blind spot within [-] meters.

·

"May I ask what kind of work your girlfriend does and who she contacts with? Have you ever thought that someone might kidnap her?" asked a police officer who registered the case.

"She occasionally sings in the bar, and the crowd she comes into contact with is quite mixed. As for whether anyone wants to kidnap her..." I paused, screening suspicious objects in my mind. I don't know why, but the first thing I thought of was Ji Ran .

"As for whether anyone wants to kidnap her, as far as I know, no." I finally emphasized.

When I got out of the police station, I called Ji Ran.

"Mr. Ji, did you tie him up?" I didn't greet him politely, and asked directly.

"People? Who?" He asked calmly.

It may also be a psychological effect. I feel that I have detected a panic that pretends to be calm from that calm.

"Did you tie it up?"

"I don't understand what you're saying." He still replied calmly.

But I felt like a bull with javelins stuck in his body, already trembling by his ruthlessness and indifference.

"Are you fucking human? She's a pregnant woman. What's the use of tying her up? Come at me if you want to." I yelled.

"Are you crazy, Pei Ye, why are you like a mad dog? I've been at home these days, and I don't even know what you said. Let's talk when you calm down."

He hung up the phone suddenly.

I squatted helplessly in a piece of unmelted snow on the corner of the street. Although I was wearing a thick cotton jacket, I was still shivering from the cold.I pondered for a moment, then called Miyuki again.

"Is Pei Ye at home these days?" I asked.

"He just came back today, why are you asking this?" Her tone was weak, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

"Missing Wanwan, I think he did it."

Miyuki didn't make a sound for a long time, probably because she was taken aback.

"How long have you been missing?" Her voice suddenly became tense.

"It's been more than 24 hours now."

I felt like she was suddenly relieved, and her tone slowed down again.

"Maybe she went out suddenly for something. Don't worry, just wait."

I laughed weirdly, not knowing whether she was comforting me or comforting myself who was still in shock.

After hanging up the phone, I went home, sat down on the sofa anxiously, and smoked one cigarette after another.

At around twelve o'clock at night, the police station called me suddenly, saying that the case was on track.

After I arrived at the police station, a police officer on duty showed me two videos, which were surveillance data about a black van without a license plate.

"This car came in at [-]:[-] in the morning and has been parked near this area without moving. Your girlfriend entered the first monitoring at [-]:[-], and then never appeared from the second monitoring, and this The car disappeared from the second surveillance camera at [-]:[-]."

"That is to say, this group of people stepped on the spot beforehand and figured out her life rules in advance. They drove the car into the blind spot at 2 o'clock and waited for her to appear. They might park the car on the side of the road, and everyone sat In the car, or two people were sent to ambush near the road in advance, pretending to be smoking or chatting, and then launched a surprise attack when she approached. And it took them only [-] minutes from kidnapping people to driving away from the crime area.

First: They know her well, know what she looks like, and know that she will order this to buy vegetables.Even if it wasn't an acquaintance of hers who was in the car, they must have been behind the scenes, providing photos and addresses.

Second: They plan meticulously, have a clear division of labor, execute resolutely, and have strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities. It is certainly not the first time they have committed a crime.They are habitual offenders, and they are a gang. There are at least two or more people, and it is more likely that there are three or four people.

Third: It's been over 36 hours and they haven't called me or even sent me a text message.Explain that the purpose of their kidnapping is not to make money, but someone hired them, and the purpose of the employer is also very clear, to make her...disappear. "

I struggled for a long time, and finally slowly spit out the word "disappear" from my mouth.

After I finished speaking, I found that several policemen in the room were all looking at me with stunned expressions.

"Teacher, what do you do?" A film policeman who was sitting in a corner playing with his mobile phone just now asked suddenly.

"I'm a screenwriter, occasionally involved in crime."

"I thought you were a colleague?"

"No, the production team has held too many discussion meetings, and it has become a habit to say one, two, three, four at the beginning."

"You are also a sensible person." The leading police officer just now continued, "We won't tell you the victim's current situation, but I believe you can guess it."

"Is there a high chance of solving the case in the short term?" I asked unwillingly.

"I have just reported this case to the Municipal Bureau. The criminal police team will soon take over the investigation. We can't say whether the case can be solved and when it will be solved. Tell me, right?"

His cold words and excuses made me suddenly silent.

·

Two days have passed, Wan Wan has been missing for three days and two nights, I have been in and out of the criminal police team, but there is no progress in the case.

The kidnapping vehicle was found, and it was blatantly crooked in a ditch beside a suburban road, and it was completely burned.

In fact, I also know in my heart that this kind of van is either a stolen vehicle or a scrapped vehicle. It is no different from finding it or not.

I couldn't bear the torment in my heart, and I walked endlessly along the snow-covered streets, no matter where I went, let alone when it was, I just knew that I had to walk endlessly.

On the way, I happened to pass by a shop specializing in knives, so I went in and bought a dagger, the most expensive one, and a dagger cost more than 5000.

I don't know why Ji Ran kidnapped Wanwan. In my opinion, he really lacks the necessary motivation, but I am too lazy to think about it, because thinking about this thing sometimes helps people get off the hook.

Even if his motivation is insufficient, even if I still have a lot of doubts about him, but besides him, I really can't think of anyone else who would hurt Wanwan.

Whether it's his flawed moral bottom line, or his ruthless treatment of Miyuki; whether it's his wealth and connections, or his occasional deep hatred for Wan Wan, all of them make him have the possibility of committing crimes.

Just when I was anxious about how to get revenge, Chen Jia suddenly called me.

"Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the evening, Yuqing will have a piano solo in the city concert hall, are you coming?"

"Is Ji Ran going?" I asked.

"He should be with Miyuki."

"Well, then I'll go too."

After hanging up the phone, I clenched the dagger in my hand.