Against the current Hengdao

After the incident that day, according to the report from the brothers who stayed behind and returned to Ma Town to follow, a certain leader of the Zhima official in the county brought people into the village for inspection, but Yan's family had all moved away, so they did not meet the people who came from the county in person. lead.

To the villagers' surprise, this petty official didn't come here to indict the teacher, or to demolish someone's house, but to apologize. It seems that there are serious differences of opinion among the enemy, and there are not a group of people who sing good faces and bad faces. .

"Talking about the deputy directorate, the road further inside was crushed by an excavator yesterday, we can't drive in, look at this..." the driver turned around and whispered, but in fact he didn't want to go in.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll walk in by myself." The man spoke in a deep and soft voice, and got out of the car in a well-groomed white shirt and black trousers, a typical grassroots cadre.This man didn't seem to have any ostentation or airs. He carried a half-new black briefcase and a thermos cup in his right hand.He carried this thermos with him wherever he went, and made a pot of herbal tea in it.

The anxious cicadas sounded one after another, and the sound diffused freely from the dense tree canopy at the entrance of the village, piercing the burning air, and one or two sparks could ignite it.

The county magistrate, called Tan Deputy Bureau, was named Tan Shaoan, who had just been transferred from another post outside the city and was not yet 40 years old.This man maintains a good figure, with a clean and thin face.If you gently scrape away the wrinkles left by the years, you can vaguely see that he looked good when he was young, and he was a handsome man with delicate features.

Tan Shaoan stepped on the gravel all the way, climbed over two piles of rubble like a mountain, and tried to get over several obstacles set up by the villagers.These obstacles are mainly composed of collapsed walls, dilapidated furniture, hay piles, and garbage. They were originally intended to prevent excavators from entering the village again.Tan Shaoan slung his satchel on his back, and climbed over obstacles all the way like a Red Army expedition!

On the back of Tan Shaoan's shirt, a piece of glued wet spots appeared, all sticking to the back of his chest.The man didn't complain, brushed away his sweat-soaked hair, brushed off a large piece of dust from his trousers, and continued walking towards the village, leaving behind a group of complaining followers.

"It's just that the deputy director insisted on running over, what are you talking about with those people?"

"Those people can recognize money. If someone's house is demolished and some money is added, it's over! It's a hot day..."

"Newly transferred, the new official takes office three fires, serious, let's see him toss..."

Tan Shaoan, who was walking alone in front, seemed not to have heard the complaints and complaints of the group of clerks behind him.Violent demolition, such a horrible thing, is obviously not what he wants.

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On the same day, Tan Shaoan, the deputy director, walked half the village through the streets and alleys with a handsome and modest face, stooping and stepping into the doors of one village after another.There are a lot of situations where you just eat cold eyes and shut the door, and you are beaten out by a basket of rotten cabbage leaves. Another time, when you met some of the most troublesome aunts, you grabbed your sleeves and refused to let go, crying. Grabbed the ground and cried for half an hour.A few country women don't have a set of etiquette for giving and receiving, and they are very good at throwing and rolling when they ask for help. Willing to give up...

Tan Shao'an walked into Yu Zhonghai's house, brought gifts, comforted and apologized to the old couple of Yu's family, and chatted for a long time... This attitude is really different from the vicious demolition team before.

It is said that this man stood on the ruins of Yan's house and looked around, feeling very regretful. When he lowered his head again, under the dazzling sunlight, he suddenly found something bright and shiny among the broken rubble, and only the wooden horns were exposed.

Tan Shaoan knelt down, pushed aside the pile of stones, and picked out a broken photo frame.

These are two recent photos taken by the Yan family. They were taken when Yan Xiaodao and Ling He came together to accompany their adoptive mother to the church of Christ.

In one of the photos, Yan Xiaodao put his arms around Yan's shoulders casually, and the mother and son smiled happily.

In another photo, Yan Xiaodao and Ling He played four-handedly in the church.The two were secretly photographed by a girl in the choir. Seeing that the photo was like a treasure, Yan was very satisfied to print out a photo and put it on the dining table in the living room. He would show off his handsome son by visiting people.Yan's mother thought that these two handsome boys were pleasing to the eye and never tired of watching, and they were worth watching every day while eating.

Tan Shaoan squatted on the ruins, unconsciously his legs became numb, and fell into surprise and doubt.

He was staring at Ling He, Mr. Ling who was originally in the "big green leaf" posture in the photo to set off the Yan family's "Yan Xiaohua".The direct sunlight made him dizzy, he staggered for a while and sat down in the ruins without getting up.

This face is indeed unmistakable wherever you go, it looks like Ling He, the son of Ling Huang's boss.

It's a pity that Boss Yan couldn't bump into this Deputy Director Tan. He was holding Mr. Ling's wrist up the stairs this evening, walking on the mountain road in the cemetery.The sun was gradually sinking, rolling down behind the rich green shade, but the heat did not abate at all, and the heat wave steamed the asphalt road into sticky black grease.

Ling He stumbled and walked slowly after walking a few steps.

Yan Xiaodao soon discovered that this person was not absent-minded or dawdling on purpose. Ling He was wearing a pair of plastic flip-flops, which were made of some cheap material, and they were about to be stuck on the hot asphalt road. one time!

Ling He accidentally left his slippers in place when he took a big stride. He stepped out with bare feet, and the soles of his feet landed on the asphalt road which had already reached the temperature of the bottom of a boiling oil pan, and let out an irritable scream of "ah".

"Fuckit! It's all cooked..." Ling He cursed.

He didn't have the habit of swearing in the street before, as if he was infected by some rough person with this very indecent way.But he is bilingual, and he can swear better and more happily than someone else.

"What's ripe?" Yan Xiaodao turned his head, just in time to bump into Ling He who was jumping on one foot.

"My feet are ripe!" Ling He stretched out one leg, and stretched out his foot to Xiaodao as if complaining of grievances, admiring the soles of his feet that were scorched into water red, which made Yan Xiaodao take pleasure in other's misfortunes.Capillaries are relatively fragile, and a slight touch will be a red mark.

After Yan Xiaodao laughed, his nature was hard to change, exposing his tenderness and consideration for buying people's hearts by talking about living and working, he held Ling He's wrist: "Come on, let's change shoes?"

In Linghe's eyes, Mr. Yan is a god with a ring of Buddha light on his head that illuminates the earth, and a colorful robe on his shoulders...

Yan Xiaodao said: "You wear my pair of leather shoes, let's change!"

Ling He's occasional pet invitation has achieved his goal, and he said generously: "No, let's go."

Yan Xiaodao suggested: "Shall I carry you?"

"I'm afraid that your waist will be tired and you won't be able to use it at night." Ling He's words provoked Yan Xiaodao to eat back all the gentle and considerate words just now.

Ling He held Xiaodao's hand with his palms back, stepped forward with a pair of hot "burning pig's hoofs" and continued to climb the mountain...

As the sky dimmed, the shadows of the surrounding trees turned into a mass of dark green, adding a bit of solemnity and mystery to the cemetery.

The tombstones revealed their true bodies piece by piece from behind the tree shadows, and the marble projected a white and crystal-clear brilliance under the dark sky.Such a beautiful luster does not seem to be reflected, but is originally contained in the essence of the stone.

On the west side of Linwan Tianshoufuyuan Cemetery, according to local unwritten regulations, this land is allocated for the burial of leading cadres, military and police martyrs, and celebrities with a certain level of special status.Yan Xiaodao deliberately chose to show up in the evening when the courtyard was deserted and sparsely populated, trying to avoid meeting acquaintances such as "Yan Wang" and "Yasha".

Ling He followed behind Xiaodao, he was a caring and caring follower.He didn't know whose grave Yan Xiaodao was going to visit, but he never questioned him with a lot of tongue.He is willing to do anything with Xiao Dao.What's more, accompanying the grave-sweeping event itself reveals the privacy and intimacy between relatives and lovers. If Yan Xiaodao sneaks over with other lovers, Mr. Ling will explode.

Yan Xiaodao found an inconspicuous tombstone under the shade of a tree.A few bouquets of dried flowers lying on the marble countertop prove that there are still people who still miss the owner of the tombstone from time to time.

Ling He glanced quietly, there was no photo on the tombstone, no introductory text about the protagonist, only the simplest name and date of death: [Wang Jie, April 2014, 4. 】

"That's a pseudonym, a fake name, don't read it." Yan Xiaodao knew that Linghe would look for clues in the text of the tombstone.

A cookie-cutter pseudonym, suggesting a casual pretense.From childhood to adulthood, there are usually a few "Li Na", "Liu Jie", and "Wang Wei" among the acquaintances. The names are not interesting to ponder the memory, and they are indeed suitable for covering up the real body.

Yan Xiaodao did not domineeringly sweep away the withered dried flowers, but carefully wiped off the fallen leaves and wiped off the dust, and finally placed the two bunches of yellow and white chrysanthemums he bought next to the dried flowers.

"Those bunches of flowers that were thanked may have been left by Director Bao and Captain Xue a while ago." Yan Xiaodao explained.

Ling He raised his eyes and looked at Xiaodao, today is definitely not just a random date to visit the garden, did Yan Xiaodao intend to bring him to visit his old friend?

Ling He asked softly: "The person buried under this tombstone is a policeman?"

Yan Xiaodao nodded: "His name is Lu Haocheng, he is Captain Xue's predecessor, the former criminal police captain."

At the same time Ling He opened his mouth, after a round of quick logical reasoning, he blurted out: "This police officer Lu once saved your life?...Did he suffer because of you?"

In stark contrast to Ling He's unthinking and quick words, Yan Xiaodao's lips moved for a moment, and a large memory film was rewinded with difficulty, forcing himself to rewind the clips a few years ago: "Well, Officer Lu died because of me. "

After hearing a few words, Ling He's face was startled, and he subconsciously grasped Xiaodao's wrist, trying to transfer his own warmth to the other party's body.He never knew before that Yan Xiaodao had such an unknown experience.Yan Xiaodao said to him: "The first time I saw police officer Lu Haocheng was on April 4 three years ago. The first time I knew him, he was killed on that day."

The cause of the incident was very simple, and no one could have predicted the ensuing tragedy in advance.

If Yan Xiaodao could have foreseen such consequences, he would rather bear all the sufferings himself, and never let innocent people be implicated.

One of Yan Xiaodao's brothers accidentally got into a bad habit. He owed gambling debts and was afraid of being scolded by his elder brother. He was afraid that Boss Yan would take out the family rules, so he concealed the truth from his boss to borrow usury, and was targeted by the gang of local usury companies.

Borrowing usury is like digging a bottomless pit in front of yourself where you are forced to bleed and cut your flesh.When the interest rolled out unsustainably, he would not be able to pay it off for the rest of his life. Yan Xiaodao didn't know what happened until the crazy debt collection gang came to kill him.

An accident happened to Mr. Yan's subordinates, and he was humiliated. It was because of his lax discipline that he had nothing to say.With Yan Xiaodao's loyalty in the world, he must have carried it for his brother.

Yan Xiaodao appeared in the "debt repayment" negotiation, but he never expected that the other party would be so arrogant. He didn't care about his identity and didn't follow the rules. He directly drew a gun to his head and tied him as a hostage...

He was imprisoned and tortured for a total of four or five days. He suffered a lot, and his life was worse than death.Fortunately, our Yan is always a tough guy. He didn't say a word when he was beaten, but he carried it with his bones.Bloodlines flowed from the corners of his nose and mouth, and he heard the other party approach his face and say, whoever the boss or godson you are, if you owe money for one more day, you will have one hand cut off, and if you owe it two more days, you will be chopped off again. your other hand...

Yan Xiaodao was thinking in his vague consciousness at that time that the other party should not be a local snake in Jinmen area, but a gangster from the suburbs of Yancheng.What's more, he didn't expect that the other party didn't just want to cut off his hands and feet. This group of people was cruel and ruthless, killing people at will, and they didn't care about human life at all.

Yan Xiaodao was imprisoned in a low iron cage at that time, unable to straighten his back.The gang tied another man in,

That man was Lu Haocheng, who was imprisoned with Yan Xiaodao for the next few hours.The two can also be regarded as a pair of brothers and sisters who met on the road to death. Although their identities are very different, they will become friends of life and death after meeting by chance, and they will not feel lonely even if they are beaten!

Lu Haocheng probably had a few broken ribs from the kick, and a stream of blood spewed out from his nasal cavity, spraying Yan Xiaodao all over his face.

Lu Haocheng wore plain clothes when he was kidnapped that day, but he clearly reported his real identity, saying that he was a policeman.

The head of the usury company said arrogantly: "Officer Lu, we already know who you are, and the person we want to embarrass is the police."

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Yan Xiaodao was sitting next to Police Officer Lu's tombstone, in the shade under a row of big poplar trees towering into the sky.The mountain wind wrinkled the water lines in his eyes, and he calmly smoked his cigarette.

Ling He didn't stop Xiaodao from smoking this time, he hugged Xiaodao's chest tightly, hugging his people.Groups of smoke rings turned into memory foam, drawing irregular arcs in the mountains, changing shapes in the wind...

Those people, in the final analysis, want to use some method to force a criminal police captain to surrender and take refuge, to force a person to collapse under extreme physical torture and torture, and to follow these demons into the quagmire of evil forces and never return.And their way of persecution is vicious and insidious, that is, throwing a knife to Lu Haocheng, the sharp knife found from Yan Xiaodao, saying, between the two of you, only one can live today, Officer Lu, you are a smart person, you plan to How to do it?

Police officer Lu, don't be so stupid, put down your stubborn persistence, give up continuing to fight against us, as long as you are willing to cooperate with us, I will let you go today.You have a knife in your hand now, use this knife to stab that Mr. Yan's heart, we will let you die, and let you leave here immediately.

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The sky seemed to be turned upside down, and suddenly darkened.

In the coastal city, the mountain breeze is cool in the evening, and the temperature difference between day and night is huge.The insects were buzzing endlessly, and they were crouching in their respective caves, all trembling as if because of this cruel memory full of bloody knife light.

At that time, Yan Xiaodao knew that he was doomed and he was doomed.

He is just the "additional head" of this vicious scene, a free scapegoat, whoever replaces him, the outcome is the same, the real goal of that group must be Lu Haocheng, they want to force Officer Lu to get stains on his hands The blood of innocent people is kidnapped by the devil and dragged into the dark abyss, and there is no way to return to innocence.Using the hands of Police Officer Lu to kill a lifeless civilian, he will nail a policeman to the pillar of shame and never stand up again. In the future, he will inevitably be forced to abandon the light and turn to the dark, to surrender to the devil and sell his faith and soul... This is a villain in the world Commonly used tricks, the intentions are too vicious.

However, it was not Yan Xiaodao who died on April 4, when the sky over Linwan City was covered with dark clouds.

Lu Haocheng refused to kill innocent passers-by until his death.

Yan Xiaodao witnessed all this happening with his own eyes. The frenzied demon drew out his gun and shot Officer Lu 22 times.

Yan Xiaodao clearly remembered a total of 22 shots.The more tragic and tragic facts are, the clearer the imprints are on his mind. Every shot seems to penetrate and shatter his skull, making him wish that these shots were shot on himself.

Those people cleaned up the murder weapon, threw the handle of the gun with Yan Xiaodao's fingerprints on the ground, nailed the doors and windows and walked away.

"Linghe, you must think that the most difficult moment in my life was when I was kidnapped by you on the pier that day. You stuck a knife in my ankle and made me bleed for an hour. Actually, in my life The most difficult hours were the day three years ago when Officer Lu Haocheng and I were imprisoned together in the dark and abandoned basement. house until it drained...and I couldn't save him. I watched him die before me.

"Those people did it on purpose. Not a single shot was shot at the vital point, all of them were shot in the arms and feet."

"Do you know how much blood is in a person's whole body? It can really fill a room."

"I confessed to Officer Lu at the time that I'm not a decent person, you shouldn't trade your life for mine, you should just stab me to death."

"Officer Lu told me, 'Don't be afraid, don't go crazy, do you remember what those people looked like? You will definitely be rescued, and tell Director Bao Zhengwei of the Municipal Bureau what you have in mind, he is the one you can People who trust you completely, don’t be too timid to be frightened to death. If you are frightened to death, I will die in vain.'”

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Ling He trembled involuntarily, probably because his thin clothes couldn't protect his body, and he was agitated by the cool sea breeze.

Ling He has always been a person who shows his emotions. He engraves his hatred and resentment on his face. He spits blood on his face and tears up his enemies without hiding it. He always thinks that he is the most wronged person in the world.He had never associated such an experience with the knife.The sadness in Yan Xiaodao's eyes and the cold feeling all over his body caused his heart to shrink suddenly, and his heart was soaked in a strange wet emotion... Is this emotion called "distressed"?

Ling He changed his posture and hugged Xiaodao from behind, his generous back trembling slightly in his arms.Yan Xiaodao is like this, all the sufferings are silently chewed and swallowed, and he will never pass the pain on to others at will.

When such a day comes, Xiaodao is suddenly willing to confide in front of him with difficulty, allowing him to taste a small piece of painful memory pie, leaning his head on his shoulder to seek warm comfort, this trust and dependence makes Ling He very useful.

If this kind of tragedy was replaced by someone with a slightly soft temperament, such as Liang Youhui and Liang Juying, he would have cried on the spot, fainted and collapsed.Yan Xiaodao was able to hold on, didn't faint, didn't collapse, and stayed awake until the police finally found the place where they were imprisoned in the mountain.

Yan Xiaodao was soon released from suspicion. He was a victim who did not know the inside story.

After this accident, he got acquainted with Director Bao and became friends who have forgotten the years.

“临湾天寿福园公墓西侧园No.30二排19号，2014年4月22日。”

This sentence has become the most convenient code between him and the boss, because most people don't know where the police officer Lu Haocheng is buried, but Yan Xiaodao knows.Director Bao knew his details that could not be put on the table, admired him a lot and was lenient, and deliberately revealed to him, and "special approval" allowed him to come to pay respects every year.

The murder of the captain of the criminal police was a major case that shocked the police station at that time.The real details of the case have not been released to the public, and have been concealed until now. Lu Haocheng's real name is not left on the tombstone.This is because in the past three years, the police have not been able to bring the culprit behind the scenes to justice. They only followed the clues to destroy the shell of the usury company, and arrested a group of miscellaneous gangsters and peripheral thugs who took money for their lives, but it was a step too late. , failed to find out the real culprit, and let this person disappear in the sea of ​​people.

"Did you catch the real shooter?" Ling He asked.

Yan Xiaodao's face showed a layer of painful thought: "I feel that I am very useless. I have identified those thugs and minions one by one, but I can't recall the appearance of the main criminal. The portrait experts of the Public Security Bureau have all Powerless. The man was fully armed and couldn’t see his facial features at all. He only showed me the back of his head, and I stared at the back of his head, watching him fire 22 shots...I’m especially sorry for Officer Lu.”

A tough guy usually looks like an indestructible hero, but occasionally helpless and vulnerable is the most lethal, making people caught off guard and in a hurry.Ling He had no choice but to coax a child, stroking Xiaodao's back, stroking his hair, silently kissing the soft skin behind his ears...

Ling He didn't let go until he smoothed out all the hair on the man's body.

Yan Xiaodao held his head up and chewed the cigarette butts in his mouth. There were two obvious red spots at the corners of his eyes, but he did not shed tears.

The author has something to say: After writing, I found that the writing may be a little bit abusive, sorry~ but the knife that was abused makes people want to hug it.

Two new names: Tan Shaoan and Lu Haocheng.

Everything is connected, let's catch the killer!