dark crossing

Chen Feng repeatedly mentioned Shen Zhi's death in his diary.

In one passage, he wrote:

"My original intention was to be a peacemaker. I hope that Ah Zhi and Mr. F can reach a consensus, eliminate misunderstandings, and continue to coexist peacefully as before.But I'm still too naive, Ah Zhi is dead...』

"I feel deeply guilty, not only because of Ah Zhi's death, but also because I have to pretend to be confused, keep silent and live carelessly.I know that I should speak up more than anyone else, but Mr. F is kind to me.This is a damned, heavy kindness that has to be repaid. 』

Although many details of that year are vague in the diary, due to the large number of pages mentioned, it is not difficult to find out by combining the scattered clues that Shen Zhi's death back then was indeed not an accident.

He died of premeditated murder.According to the clues recorded in the diary, the person who hired him to kill him was probably a mysterious person whom Chen Feng called Mr. F. This mysterious person had kindness to Chen Feng and was also familiar with Shen Zhi.

Chen Feng has no family and no children.To Shen Ting, this old detective who was upright and rigid but took extra care of him was like half a father.

But it was this elder who had a close friendship with Shen Zhi, who was strict and loving to him, who actually helped the perpetrator to hide the truth for more than ten years when he knew the truth.

Thinking of Shen Zhi’s funeral, Chen Feng also publicly mentioned in front of the coffin, “If I, Yue Azhi, did not come out to eat, he would not have died”, thinking of the scene where he collapsed to the point of kneeling because of self-blame, Shen Ting couldn't help but have cold teeth.

hypocrite.he thought blankly.

A few months ago, when Li Songyuan, who brutally murdered Chen Feng in the name of revenge, was arrested, he insisted that Shen Zhi's death 15 years ago was not an accident, and someone deliberately hired murderers to silence him.And Chen Feng is the "black policeman" who helps the evildoers.

But even though Li Songyuan made his vows, and even though the police found zombies in Chen Feng's residence, deep in Shen Ting's heart, he never really recognized Chen Feng as a "black policeman".

How is this possible?He had seen with his own eyes that Chen Feng wasted sleep and food in order to solve the case, so that he didn't even stay at home.How could such a person seek skin from a tiger! ?

Shen Ting even found a reasonable reason for Li Songyuan's identification and the zombies left in Chen Feng's house. ——There is no conclusive evidence for everything Li Songyuan said, just speculation.And those zombies are just the old detective who has replaced his father as his inner role model, secretly left behind when he investigated and collected evidence without authorization.

But the diary spread out in front of him, the diary written by Chen Feng himself, slapped Shen Ting in the face severely.

The calmer his face was, the less calm his heart was. The fingers holding the copy diary turned white due to the force.

When Shen Zhi was killed, he was still young.

When he knew that it was because Chen Feng asked his father to have lunch together, which caused him to appear on the pedestrian street where the murderous lunatic was at that time, he still held grudges against this old criminal policeman who joined the job at the same time as his father.

It was the mother who stopped this unreasonable and useless anger and resentment.

"Uncle Chen who asked your father out is not wrong at all."

Before this, Shen Ting never knew that the seemingly weak mother turned out to be very strong.

Shen's mother, who hadn't recovered from the sudden loss of her husband, cried all night because of her grief, even her nose was red.

"If you want to hate, hate those criminals who kill people in the street in broad daylight, hate those beasts who disregard justice for their own self-interest, they killed your father!"

Her voice was not loud but her words were heart-warming, which made Shen Ting remember for more than ten years.

Perhaps, it was also from that day that he really determined to be a policeman.

He paid a lot for those selfish criminals to get the punishment they deserved.

However, everything he believed was false, perhaps even Chen Feng's every move in front of him was carefully planned.

His father was killed by a murderer, and Chen Feng, who asked his father out for dinner, was fully aware of the cause and effect, and was an accomplice to the murderer.

It's just ridiculous.

What made Shen Ting even more desperate was the sentence mentioned in the diary, "eliminate the misunderstanding, and let Ah Zhi and F continue to coexist peacefully".

Peaceful coexistence?what does that mean?Could it be that his father had also covered up a crime?

Shen Ting fell into an unprecedented shock.

If Chen Feng was a righteous traitor, then why did his father die?Is it because of protecting justice, or because of... the uneven distribution of spoils?

He painfully deduced all the possibilities in his mind.I also want to continue to believe in justice, and I also want to believe that my own efforts can save many people from suffering.

But at this time, I suddenly realized that it is the Bodhisattva who can save suffering, and ordinary people only have to suffer.

I lost my father, I lost my faith, I lost everything I believed in.

In this world where even the cause of his father's death cannot be found out.

Does the justice he desperately pursues and defends really exist?

Shen Ting was shaken.

The sacred belief that was once thought to be pure and undefiled, was so shattered in front of him, bloody.

He even couldn't help but maliciously speculate whether there was such an existence beside him?

On the surface, he is a dignified gentleman, but behind his back, he is a ghost in human skin.

Those heart-to-heart friendships can be fatal.

Then who will be Chen Feng beside him?

Could it be Yan Qiming, Sun Ruohai, Chen Cong?

Oh, and that Chu Huainan who surrounded him like a ghost hitting a wall all day long should be on his guard.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt weak in his hands and feet.

A tingling numbness went all the way from the base of the tongue to the bottom of the heart.

The human heart is sinister and indescribable.

Once this absurd idea appeared, it became a kind of repeated torture.

Reason told him that all of this was just his own imagination without logical basis because his cognition was overturned.

But emotionally, the collapse of faith made him uncontrollably start to doubt.

I, who can't even find out the cause of his father's death, and who has been kept a secret for more than ten years and almost "recognizes the thief as his father", can he still be regarded as an "elite" in the police world?

In the world, there is probably nothing more ridiculous and ironic than this.

The breakdown of adults is a silent breakdown.

He sat at the table without saying a word, and others seemed to be calm.But the soul is like wandering into a cold river.

The icy water waves exuded a foul smell and kept coming, and they retreated cunningly when they were about to sink...

This surging picture in his mind was like torture, and it was repeated repeatedly in the twenty to ten minutes before Chu Huainan appeared.

The citrus fragrance in the room was too strong, Chu Huainan, who was always sensitive to fragrance, couldn't help frowning.

Shen Ting closed the bound diary in his hand, tried to stand up but felt dizzy for a while.His heart was beating like it was about to burst out of his mouth, and his hands and feet were like dolls stuffed with cotton balls, limp and without any strength at all.

"Are you uncomfortable? Why is your face so red?" Chu Huainan asked.

After the dizziness passed, Shen, who pulled himself together, sensed something was wrong, passed him straight to the bathroom, and turned on the cold water of the shower to the maximum.

Chu Huainan chased after him, seeing him pouring water on his pocket with the nozzle, he couldn't help but get angry.

When he came back, it was already raining outside, and the empty suburbs were thundering and lightning, as if it was the end of the world.

"What exactly happened?"

Shen Ting lowered his head and said nothing, the only response to him was the sound of rushing water echoing in the bathroom.

In order to make a phone call, Chu Huainan, who left a group of people and hurried back, continued to ask, but did not get any reply. He was so angry that he wanted to kill.

Not to be trusted, not to be relied upon.

On this rainy night, Shen Ting was the one who got wet, but the water dripping from the corner of his clothes was like a sharp dagger, stabbing Chu Huainan who hoped to play the role of protector but had not yet been accepted.

"Speak up! What's the matter?" The determined capitalist ran out of patience and walked over to grab the shower.

The water is cold.

This person probably couldn't be seen by the heavens. He has been surrounded by stars all day long, and he has lived defiantly for almost 30 years, so he was specially appointed to pinch his heart.

"Turn on the air conditioner and pour cold water? Do you want to get sick?"

Shen Ting's calves were trembling, and he managed to stand still by supporting the wall. When he spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, and he looked like he was on the verge of falling: "Do you feel hot?"

Chu Huainan also had a little sweat on his forehead, the air conditioner in the room was turned on very low, and the heat was unusually dry.

The smell of citrus in the bathroom was too abrupt, Chu Huainan didn't like it, so he frowned frequently.

Shen Ting gasped for breath while leaning on the wall, and suddenly said: "Call and tell me to turn off the fresh air and the aromatherapy machine."

He stayed in the room all afternoon, did not eat, and drank bottled and sealed mineral water.The only thing that can explain the current symptoms is the so-called "fragrance" added by cleaning.

Her half-length hair was drenched by the water, and water droplets fell down her bangs, slipped over her neck, and slipped into her translucent shirt.

Chu Huainan's mouth was dry for a while, and he handed him a bath towel, "Wipe dry."

He took out his mobile phone and started calling, with a very bad tone: "Turn off the fresh air and aromatherapy machine. Also, who chose the citrus tone? The taste is extremely low."

The other party probably didn't expect to receive his call at this point, and apologized for a long time.And tremblingly want to explain.

Chu Huainan didn't have time to listen to nonsense, so he picked up the phone and reached out to help the motionless Shen Ting to wipe his hair.

"Chu Huainan." Shen Ting called him again: "I just received Chen Feng's diary."

The man on top paused for wiping his hair, and asked him, "Who do you suspect sent it?"

Shen Ting raised his eyes, and his scrutinizing eyes fell over the towel on his face, and there seemed to be two hooks in his hot eyes, "You said before, someone put a note saying black police in your pocket, you Are you sure it was put by someone else?"

Chu Huainan raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

Shen Ting was so weak that he couldn't stand still, his body and face were hot as if he had a high fever, he bent his knees and was about to sit on the ground, but was picked up.

"The ground is full of water, thank you for being able to sit down." Chu Huainan was so angry that he barely maintained his demeanor, and forcefully pulled Shen Ting, who was stumbling and unable to walk steadily, and pushed him to the chair in front of the sink superior.

He leaned on the armrest of the seat and lowered his head, firmly locked the fast-breathing opponent in his sight, and then asked condescendingly: "At this point, you still doubt me?"

Shen Ting raised her head and looked at him calmly, her face was still as calm as if the sky had fallen, but her mind had already become a mess.

He felt hot, sad, and thought Chu Huainan was pretty.

He licked his lips and asked, "Is that you?"

Although he had already made a complete psychological preparation, Chu Huainan was still so angry that he was so ignorant of his conscience.He couldn't bear it anymore, lifted his foot without grace, and kicked the innocent trash can flying away: "I'm sick, put the note in my pocket, and pick this time to give you a broken diary? What am I trying to do?" ? Shen Ting, in your eyes, how free do I have to be!"

Shen Ting automatically filtered the grievance in his words, lowered his head and said to himself: "Who else is it if it's not you?"

The wet clothes were stuck to the body. It was cold at first, but it was quickly warmed by the high body temperature.He felt that the heat was unbearable, so he flexed his fingers and unbuttoned his clothes one by one.

"It's not your best." He sighed woodenly, and gave orders to the capitalist whose back was sulking at him: "Go and open the window."

He suspected that someone had added some kind of potion to the incense.The drug effect made his limbs weak and weak, and his breathing was difficult.His thinking began to break down, and even his logic became obviously incoherent.

As soon as Chu Huainan turned his head, all his anger was replaced by shock.

Shen Ting, who was half-soft in the chair, blushed, unbuttoned all the buttons on his clothes with trembling fingers, and the light white skirt was wide open, revealing a flat chest.

"Don't you feel hot?" Ancestor nestled in the chair, apparently unaware that he was tugging at the apex of his heart, asked again with shortness of breath.

In Chu Huainan's life, he had never gasped so many times in a short period of time as today.

He was starting to feel really hot.

"I'm going to open the window."

The capitalist insisted on being a gentleman, turned his eyes away and walked to the window.

Shen Ting stared blankly at his back.

The inhalation of the medicine made his brain lose the flexibility it should have. His thinking was slow and his logic was confused. It took him two or three minutes at a loss to realize that Chu Huainan was not suspicious and had nothing to do with his good looks.

Chu Huainan seemed very angry.Shen Ting thought drowsily.

He had never seen him so angry.It seemed that he felt aggrieved because he had been wronged, and even the corners of his beautifully curved lips drooped slightly in displeasure.

But besides Chu Huainan, who else knew that he was in Wenlu Town?

Shen Ting has been sensitive since childhood and is allergic to many things including mangoes.But in the past anti-drug interference training, his results were always so good that the instructor and the police officer were speechless.

Regardless of whether the incapacitating poison is added to the fragrance, the dosage should not be large.Ingesting it through the respiratory tract, as long as it doesn't stay for a long time, it is unlikely that he will fall into the current situation.

The bad thing is the diary.

Shen Ting read through it many times with all his attention, and under his confusion, he didn't notice his health at all.

However, ordinary incapacitating drugs will only affect body movements and thinking acuity, and will not cause such hotness in the body.Shen Ting felt that there might be something else in it, but he couldn't figure it out.

The night wind and rain poured in from the window, and the stuffy air in the room dissipated a little.But probably because the air conditioner was turned off, even Chu Huainan began to feel hot now.

Shen Ting stood up with the armrest of the chair, and took two unsteady steps. His abnormal appearance scared Chu Huainan.

"What's wrong with you?" Regardless of the fact that he was still on the suspect list, he just wanted to call an ambulance for Shen Ting.