After the failure of the popular niche plastic surgery [Entertainment]

"I was so happy to see their smiling faces; but obviously, they've been abandoned."

——Excerpt from "Liu Liang Diary" on May 2015, 03

The memories stopped there, and in his sleep, Cheng Weizhi heard his cell phone beeping suddenly.

Cheng Weishi opened his eyes and blinked twice to adapt to the light.

It turned out that the mobile phone had been turning on the map navigation, and it was almost out of battery.

He looked at the big trees and fields drifting by outside the window, and pressed the window.

Cheng Weizhi hadn't been back for ten years, but as soon as the breath outside the window rushed in, he felt the smell around him was extremely familiar.The smell of coal seems to be a little less, but the smell of spring grass has become stronger, and there is also some unburned gasoline smell... Even so, he still smells the smell of his hometown.

He felt that the road should be newly built now.

Because he has no impression at all.

Cheng Weizhi glanced at the rearview mirror inadvertently, then opened his eyes wide.

wrong……

wrong!

Why did the driver change?

Just now the driver was a middle-aged man with a dark and yellow skin and a beer belly, but now he has turned into a tall young man wearing black sunglasses.

Cheng Weizhi remembered that he had no memory of this road, and quickly looked at the map on his mobile phone, only to find that they had already deviated from the route.In an instant, he realized that he had already boarded a thief ship.He couldn't raise his voice and had to slam on the car door.

The young man had no expression on his face, and he was not annoyed when he heard Cheng Weishi making such a noise. He just said, "Don't worry, we still go to Li Village in Wangxian County. It turns out that the road into Wangxian County has long been used. This road It’s a newly built road. Don’t look at the map on your mobile phone, it’s not accurate at all, because the signal screen is installed in the car.”

Cheng Weizhi looked down again, and the signal had indeed dropped below one bar...

Even when he heard the man sitting in the driver's seat say that their destination was Li Village, he still looked wary of the man.

With a calm voice, the young man continued, looking at the road ahead, "The villagers dug that abandoned road into a canal and diverted water from the south. Your home in Taocun has long been flooded... ...oh, and your dad's tombstone was also flooded."

Cheng Weizhi stared at the man's calm face, it didn't look like he was lying.It appears to be true.

He lowered his head to comfort himself: there is no Cheng Kongqian's body in the tomb anyway, he found a random stone in the tomb, carved it into a monument with an awl, and erected it randomly.

He thought that he could erect many similar tombstones for Cheng Kongqian here in the future.

"I said, big star, what's wrong with you, you like to hide things on your belly?" The young man who had been expressionless seldom raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "If I'm not wrong, Liu Liang's notebook, Are you hiding it in your shirt now?"

Cheng Weizhi glanced down at his stomach, and sure enough he saw the square outline printed in the notebook, then he hugged his stomach with both hands and stopped moving.

"We're almost there." The young man looked at the road in the distance, "Li Village is just ahead..."

The surrounding scenery did not make Cheng Weishi feel familiar, but he could feel that this was indeed Li Village.

Ten years is enough to change a city, a country, let alone a village.

"Do you remember that school?" The young man pouted his mouth in the direction he wanted to point. "It has changed from a youth correctional school to a computer addiction and mobile phone addiction...although it is essentially the same."

Cheng Weizhi raised his eyes for a look, and then let out a disdainful snort from his nose made by the airflow from his lungs.

The young man drove the car into an abandoned building, and a smell of lime hit his face.

"Here we are." The young man unbuckled his seat belt and glanced back.

The car door next to Cheng Weishi was quickly opened, and a strong man in black grabbed Cheng Weishi's arm and dragged him out, and took away the electronic communication equipment on his body one by one.

Fortunately, the notebook stuck on his belt was left behind.

Cheng Weishi was taken to the basement by them.

Unexpectedly, the basement is much finer than the above decoration, there is no pungent dusty smell, but it is a bit damp.

The light was dim, and Cheng Weizhi almost tripped over the steps at the bottom of his feet.

"Chairman Huang will be there in a while. You should stay here first." The young man took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of dull long eyes.

Cheng Weishi laughed angrily.He didn't know what value he had for Huang Xiuxian.

He felt that all the oil and water on his body had been squeezed dry, leaving only skin and bones and garbage.

The young man didn't continue talking, and after closing the door in front of Cheng Weishi, he left.

Cheng Weizhi felt that it was too dark here, so he began to look around for lighting.

He saw a switch next to the door and pressed it directly.

Sure enough, the light was on.

With a "squeak", the locked door at the end of the room was half opened.

It's just that there is still an iron fence in front of it.

He walked forward step by step, observing the movement outside the iron fence, and suddenly a black shadow rushed up from inside.

Cheng Weishi wanted to take a half step back, and then found that the black shadow was separated by an iron fence.

Sticking to the fence is a person.The man was wearing a mask, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were hidden by slightly longer bangs.

But his eyes were horribly bright.

Cheng Weizhi's first reaction was: Zhong Fei...?

The man smiled, as if he knew what he was thinking.His voice was covered under the mask, dull and hoarse: "I'm not Zhong Fei, I'm Meng Hang. And Zhong Fei..."

Cheng Weizhi frowned, stepped forward, and waited for the other party to finish speaking.

"He's long dead."

……

Duan Kejia had already got off the plane.

Before boarding the plane, he had a phone call with a friend who lived in P city.As soon as the friend heard the reason why he came to P City, he immediately ordered someone to investigate the events of that year.

When he got off the plane, the friend sent a special car to pick him up and sent him a report.

Liu Zhonglin took the brown kraft paper bag from the driver, opened it, and took out a stack of documents.

The driver was a young man in a suit and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, with a refined appearance.He said: "I sorted out these materials very hastily. They are all relatively basic information. Please forgive me. If you have any other questions in this regard, feel free to ask, and I will definitely know everything."

Duan Kejia looked through the information and found that it had almost nothing to do with Cheng Weizhi, and most of it was about Cheng Kongqian.Cheng Kongqian's sentence, reason, place and time of execution, and the hospital where the body was finally sent.

The driver was driving in front and said, "Cheng Kongqian beat two students to death in the correctional school, which had a bad impact on the local society and was sentenced to death. His parents felt ashamed and refused to collect his body, so his body was confiscated by Xiyang City Hospital. gone."

Duan Kejia looked at the information in his hand over and over again, wondering: "Is the evidence on it... a bit lacking?"

Far too little to seem like a death sentence.

"I don't dare to say these words." The driver just smiled, "Anyway, at least it has someone to testify."

Duan Kejia read the verdict twice more, feeling more and more weird: "But he is not a teacher in the school."

"That's how the school can continue to operate." The driver said, "As long as he is not a teacher in the school, it means that this is not an internal problem of the school. Although the death or injury occurred in the school, it was unilaterally done by Cheng Kongqian." Murder for money'."

Duan Kejia frowned: "Murder for money?"

The driver nodded: "A poor guy like him who can't even afford a wife, how can he have the money to teach piano to his mistress' son."

Duan Kejia slapped the information on the leather seat next to him.

"I didn't think so." Seeing him angry, the driver quickly explained, "At that time, everyone in their village thought so. They couldn't understand the son of a prostitute who practiced an elegant and expensive piano..."

Seeing Duan Kejia's emotional ups and downs, Liu Zhonglin said, "Sir, do you want some water?"

The driver didn't wink at him. He continued, "I heard that Cheng Kongqian's concubine's son wanted to continue practicing this 'elegant art' after his death, but all of them were smashed by the outraged villagers. Under pressure, they I had to move out of my hometown. I also heard that the child wanted to be an artist in the future, but how can a person whose father is a murderer and mother is a prostitute be allowed to do such a noble profession as an artist?"

Duan Kejia didn't like it.

When he was bored, he would want to smoke. He had just touched the cigarette case when he realized that there was an outsider sitting in the driver's seat.

"Sir, it's okay, I don't mind." The driver opened the window twice.

A cool evening breeze blew in.

Duan Kejia didn't want to smoke anymore.He wanted to feel more of the air Cheng Weishi breathed when he was a child.

"I just inquired about a situation. Among the medical staff who went to the execution ground to collect Cheng Kongqian's body, there was a nurse named Mai Haier. She said that when she was waiting by the side that day, a little boy suddenly fell from a tree. His body was completely gray. Qiu was dirty and smelly, she got in from nowhere, she kept crying and calling 'Daddy'. The execution was about to take place there, and it was too late to drive the child out, so out of kindness, she immediately took off her white coat. It got down and covered the child's head. After all, it is too inhumane for a child to watch the shooting scene."

Duan Kejia felt that his hands were shaking.

but.

He commented: "She actually remembers what happened ten years ago so clearly."

"Yes, I was also curious, so I asked the nurse." The driver replied, "She said that she remembered clearly because when the child fell from the tree, the trousers were cut and the inner thigh was just exposed." A birthmark of hers left a deep impression on her."

Birthmarks on inner thighs...

Duan Kejia remembered that Cheng Weishi also had that piece on his leg.

After more than two hours of driving on the expressway, the car was almost at Xiyangwang County.

The brand-new road extends to Li Village, Wang County.

The street lights in the village are very bright, and almost every house is lit up.

Duan Kejia got off the car at the gate of the village. The village chief got the news from nowhere and came to greet him at the gate.

When Duan Kejia asked Cheng Kongqian, the village chief thought for a while and said, "I remember Cheng Kongqian. I was not the village chief when he died. My son Ertiao played well with him. Fortunately, Ertiao went out with his cousin. I've got a part-time job, otherwise I hang out with him every day, and I might become a murderer by now. Mr. Duan, you don't know, Cheng Kongqian's face is so fierce every day, it scares people to death. Ertiao and him opened a pirated disc shop , Later Cheng Kongqian raised his cheap son there."

Duan Kejia declined the village chief's invitation to have a meal with him, and went directly to the abandoned pirated disc store in Li Village with Liu Zhonglin and the driver.

On the way, I found a villager to show the way. When the villagers heard that they were looking for Cheng Kongqian, they pouted and shook their heads: "How many men who are willing to wear a cuckold will end well?"

The pirated disc store told the elderly at the door that since the store was previously run by executed prisoners, everyone thought it was bad luck, so no one dared to live in it.

Liu Zhonglin opened the dusty rolling door, turned on the flashlight, and walked in first.

Cheng Weishi was not found.

Liu Zhonglin said: "Mr. He is not here."

Standing at the door, Duan Kejia saw that there seemed to be something stuffed in the mailbox hanging on the wall.The mailbox was unlocked and he found a letter inside.

It read: "Father accepts."

The driver came over: "This is a stamp issued this year. It seems that it was mailed in the last few months."

Since it says "Father", it must have been sent by Cheng Weishi.

Duan Kejia opened it and found that there was only a newspaper inside.

The newspaper has four sides.One side describes the life of citizens in S City, the other side is a full-page advertisement, and the other side talks about the behind-the-scenes life of Peng Chunxiao, a special guest of Channel S.

The headline on the last side read: "From January 2015, 1, the use of executed prisoners' organs will be completely stopped."

Liu Zhonglin had also come out at this time, he glanced at the newspaper in Duan Kejia's hand, and suddenly remembered that Cheng Weishi once said to him: "This year is already 2015, life is so beautiful, thinking about so many things from the past What are you doing?"

All three fell silent.

It wasn't quiet all around.There were insects chirping and dogs barking in the distance.

Duan Kejia looked up at the half moon above his head, and closed his eyes: "I probably already understand what's going on."

He thought that what he came to look for was the young officer in "The Blue Bridge", but who would have thought that what he found was "Pedro Paramo" who died unjustly⑤.

……

At this time, Cheng Weishi, who was standing at the gate of the iron fence, was about to hand over the notebook stuffed in his clothes to the other party, but when he heard him say that he was not "Zhong Fei", he hesitated and stopped.

"Do you know?" Meng Hang's eyes looked at him, and the eyes were deep and quiet black, like a pool of stagnant water without waves.

"I've been abandoned," he said.