Thunder can't catch fire

Chapter 22 Chapter 22

"Wait, I'll be right here."

When he heard that sentence, Zhou Yan instantly felt that Han Zheng's image had changed from 1.9 meters to [-] meters, which was close to that of a famous Chinese football star.

After a long time, when he thought about that night again, he still couldn't figure out why he called Han Zheng when his head got hot.In addition, I am also a little fortunate.In fact, God didn't treat him too badly. Every time he felt that his whole life had fallen to the bottom, he would always arrange some passable people and things, and tell him: Don't give up too early.

Zhou Yan usually looks quite calm and calm, but when something really happens, he still can't handle it. Han Zheng can see through this at a glance.He asked the ins and outs of the matter clearly back and forth, and finally made a decision: call the police.

Zhou Yan looked at his phone with a perplexed expression: "It's not 24 hours yet..."

"There have been fugitives in this area recently."

Han Zheng's words pierced his heart, and Zhou Yan felt a pain in his chest, as if his chest was tightly pressed by something.This thought flashed through his mind before, but after experiencing something, he was used to cowardice and avoidance, and instinctively only allowed that thought to stay in his mind for a second, and then disappeared immediately.

The fugitive had committed several robbery and wounding cases in Lin City before, and later fled to their City A. Some people claimed to have seen him in the vicinity of the old city, and the police have been searching intensively, but no clues were found.

Fortunately, although this fugitive has arrived in city A, he has never committed another crime. It gives people the feeling that "if you have robbed enough, you will wash your hands".

In their old residential area, although fish and dragons were mixed together, nothing major happened. At most, the Zhang family picked a vegetable from the Li family, and the Zhao family's battery car rubbed against the newly bought car of the Qian family. .

Sun Xiaozhen can be regarded as the first person to have an accident here.

Zhou Yan's tendons were tense throughout the whole process, and of course, his face was also tense, and Han Zheng was worried that he would collapse just like that.

Zhou Yan and Han Zheng went to the police station. With Han Zheng's relationship and his reasonable analysis, the people in the police station did not underestimate this matter, and immediately arranged for someone to investigate and find someone.

At this moment, Tiangang showed his belly white.

Zhou Yan was still wearing the old long T-shirt and thin pants that he usually only wore at home, and a pair of slippers on his feet.The wind seemed to carry morning dew, and when it blew on his skin, he couldn't help but shriek.

Han Zheng, who was walking beside him, turned to look at him and asked, "Cold?"

"not cold."

"Oh."

It's best not to be cold, Han Zheng didn't have any clothes to wear when it was cold.

When Xiaozhen's cell phone was found, the sky was completely bright.There are not many people on the small road, and the roadside breakfast stalls have already been set up. The aroma of soy milk, fried dough sticks, and rice cakes wafts far and far away, and people are hungry.

Zhou Yan's stomach growled untimely.

The previous atmosphere was too dignified, Han Zheng just wanted to tease him and make a joke to ease the atmosphere, but the phone rang suddenly.

An old man who picked up waste found Xiaozhen's mobile phone in the weeds. The screen was broken and stained with a large amount of coagulated blood. The old man panicked when he saw it, thinking that he saw the police looking for a missing girl not long ago. , immediately called the police.

The news quickly spread to Xiaozhen's mother's ears. According to her neighbors, Xiaozhen's mother was in a daze at the time, and then burst into tears, crying heartbreakingly. It sounded like she was not her daughter. It's gone, that's when the sky is about to fall.

"Xiaozhen is heaven to her mother." The silent Zhou Yan said suddenly, with a gloomy expression. Han Zheng looked at him and didn't know what to say, but felt that his heart was stuffy.

From Xiaozhen's disappearance to now, Zhou Yan has always been quiet and calm on the surface, and only Han Zheng who has been by his side can detect the turbulent waves suppressing under the calm appearance.At that time, on the way to the police station, Zhou Yan said without beginning and end: "In the end, it's my fault."

Han Zheng somewhat understood his feelings.He was the last person who saw Xiaozhen. Although he was not responsible for her disappearance, logically, anyone with a bit of conscience would feel that he was quite responsible for this matter.

Guilt can cause a heavy psychological burden on a person, especially when that person is already overwhelmed.

There was also a puddle of blood in the grass, which belonged to Xiaozhen after testing, and there were obvious signs of fighting at the scene.

A few days later, in an unfinished building not far away, someone found Xiaozhen's wallet, and the cash and drugs in it were gone.

The leaders of City B attached great importance to this matter, and specially sent people to set up a task force to investigate.

By this time, Zhou Yan was useless, and the only thing he could do was to wait for news.The news may be good or bad, and no one knows what the outcome will be until the exact evidence clues are obtained, just like Schrödinger's cat.

Of course, as everyone knows that the last person who came into contact with Xiaozhen, Zhou Yan has accepted many transcript investigations.

In disappearances, his role will always be subject to some suspicion, especially when the investigators find that he is not a clean and good citizen, but a murderer with a criminal record, this suspicion gradually Ascending, it became a suspicion.

I don't know where it got out, but one day when Zhou Yan was absent-minded and returning home from get off work, he was suddenly hit on the forehead by an egg that came out of nowhere.The impact was so strong that he was stunned. After a few seconds, he felt pain, and then there was liquid flowing down. He raised his hand and wiped it, and his hand was full of greasy egg liquid, running down the bridge of his nose. It flows down, all the way to the lips, with a very salty taste.

He turned his head, and saw a little boy standing not far away, made a disgusting face at him, and shouted bitterly: "Murderer!"

Whether the voice was loud or small, the child's mother hurried out of the house, grabbed the child, pointed at his nose and scolded: "Little brat, are you looking for death?!"

Looking up timidly, he quickly glanced at Zhou Yan, and hurriedly took the child home.

Zhou Yan stood under the street lamp, the dim light stretched his shadow very long.

He stood there for a long time until the egg liquid on his face dried up, and when he moved the corner of his mouth a little, the skin on his face seemed to be dry and cracked.

After a long time, he took a step forward, and then heard a whistle.

Someone behind him patted him on the shoulder, he turned his head and saw Han Zheng with a cigarette in his mouth.

Before it was June, he put on flared shorts and short sleeves, revealing his strong arms and legs, muscular and well-proportioned.Zhou Yan had never seen him dressed so casually, and with his head tilted and eye circles out, how could he look like a university professor?

"What are you doing in a daze?" Han Zheng laughed, and gave him a plastic bag in his hand, "Beer. Let's go have supper."

Han Zheng seems to be used to "informing" the other party in advance rather than "discussing" before making a decision.That tone was simply outrageous.But Zhou Yan is obviously not in the mood to think about these things at the moment, let alone drink and barbecue.

"I'm not going. Go back to bed."

Han Zheng pointed to his dial, looked at him and said, "It's only eight o'clock."

"I am tired."

Zhou Yan didn't look directly at Han Zheng when he was talking to him before, but when he said this, he stared blankly into his eyes.It was also at this time that Han Zheng noticed the egg liquid on his face and a small piece of egg shell.

"It's like an eggplant beaten by Shuang. Don't wilt before the girl comes back."

Han Zheng smiled coldly, and threw a pack of tissues to him: "Wipe, what does it look like. What do you think of yourself as a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl? Howling and pretending to be melancholy will be all right?"

"I'm not fucking crying!"

Zhou Yan didn't know what it was like for Han Zheng to talk to his students, but now, as soon as he showed this old professor's demeanor, he was cowardly like an ostrich for some reason.Being stared at by him has no hurtful emotions, but I just feel a little ashamed.

The barbecue stall was full of people, and Han Zheng knew the boss, so he squeezed two seats out to sit, causing the people waiting next to him to complain.Han Zheng took out the beer and uncharacteristically opened two bottles, one for Zhou Yan and one for himself.

"Barbecue stalls can't bring their own beer, otherwise what will the boss earn?" Zhou Yan said so, and he still gulped down a few mouthfuls of beer, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his neck line was quite beautiful.

Han Zheng averted his eyes, and brushed a layer of sauce on the roasted chicken heart: "What do you care about what he earns?"

The two didn't talk much at first, but Zhou Yan was in a bad mood during this meal, and Han Zheng didn't talk much at all, so the two of them just ate and drank in silence. After a while, the chopstick holder on the table was filled with wooden sticks, and the chopsticks on the table were stumbling around. A few beer bottles were brought down, and the scene was spectacular.

Han Zheng was a little surprised, Zhou Yan's drinking capacity improved.I used to be drunk before a bottle, but now it's amazing...

——After drinking two bottles, I started talking nonsense!

"Didn't I just kill that brat Luo Jinchen?!!!"

Zhou Yan's voice was abnormally loud, and he howled suddenly, and the eardrums of Han Zheng next to him were about to be pierced, and he was so excited that he wished he could slap him with his big ears to make her shut up.

but……

Looking at this person, although he is not flat, he is really pitiful.

Zhou Yan's face got red when he drank, and his skin was as red as a boiled shrimp. Even under the energy-saving lamps of the barbecue stall, it showed a translucent red.He lay on the table, with one face pressed against the table, looking at Han Zheng with chaotic eyes.

The next second, the drunk started to giggle.

"Let me tell you Han Zheng...if I could do it all over again...I...would kill him!" Not knowing what was so funny about this sentence, Zhou Yan couldn't stop laughing "giggling" , After laughing, he continued to sing, "I am a murderer~ murderer, murderer~"

There were already people looking sideways, whispering in such a noisy barbecue stall, knowing what they were talking about without even thinking about it.Just as Han Zheng's slap was about to land heavily on the back of Zhou Yan's neck, he suddenly raised his head and stared at him in a daze.

Han Zheng was also stunned. He didn't know whether he suddenly sobered up because of his fault, or he was even more drunk.

Just being looked at by him like this, even Han Zheng felt a little drunk.

He was sure he was drunk, otherwise how could he feel that Zhou Yan, a thick-skinned monkey with only a handful of soil under his knees... was crying.

It's not really crying, it's just that the eye sockets are a little red, and there is a layer of gray mist in the eyes, but the eyes seem to become clear in an instant.

Han Zheng is convinced, this drunk can wake up in seconds... Which planet is this kid from an unknown species?

Zhou Yan rubbed his eyes carelessly, then suddenly smiled, and asked Han Zheng, "Do you think I'm a broom star?"

Without waiting for Han Zheng to speak, he started again on his own: "All these years, I have lived a good life, but I also know that one day there will be retribution, but I don't know, it will be retribution to the people around me. "

When he said that, his tone was very flat, but Han Zheng felt quite sad, far from Zhou Yan's usual appearance, as if the whole tone was different, he felt that he should comfort him at such a time, at least... Anyway, even if Zhou Yan didn't regard him as a friend, he still regarded Zhou Yan as a buddy.

But the words were on his lips, and he swallowed them again.

Say what?

Zhou Yan has lived so far and lived fewer days than him, but he has experienced and suffered much more than him.At the saddest time, Han Zheng felt that he was the worst person in the world, but in this world, everyone is going through their own calamity.In front of Zhou Yan, he was too embarrassed to speak out about his so-called bitterness, for fear of being considered hypocritical.

Han Zheng has always believed that if he has not suffered the same crime as others, he is not qualified to laugh at other people's weakness, and it is also unreasonable to say those insignificant words as useless comfort.

Zhou Yan didn't say anything when he saw him, he just played with the wine bottle and asked again: "Brother Zheng, do you believe in reincarnation?"

"Do not believe."

"I believe it." He glanced at Han Zheng, raised his arm to rest under his head, looked up at the dark sky, and didn't know what he was looking at, "I especially believe in fate. Some sufferings in this world are destined to be caused by some people. Accept it, if you have not suffered all these crimes in your life, don't even think about raising your hair easily."

Zhou Yan sighed, "I've accepted my fate."