The Shadow of the Wind

Jingzhou, November 2012

Looking down from the 54th floor, you can have a panoramic view of the prosperity of Jingzhou, and the invasion of the autumn wind did not blow away the hustle and bustle of the city.

The tall and straight man was leaning halfway by the huge French window, and a well-tailored dark blue suit made his figure look slender. He looked down at the busy traffic outside the French window, his eyes were full of indescribable loneliness and coldness, just It was cold and indifferent.

Outside was a cocktail party where people were drinking and drinking. Under the dim and beautiful lights, the dance between Miss Qiao Xue and Chu Jing, the second son of the Chu family, became the focus of the audience. The graceful dance steps of the man brought the lightness of the lady's figure, and no one noticed in the dark. The fighting and the fragility of life.

"what--"

Suddenly, there was a hoarse and painful roar, followed by the sound of someone falling to the ground.

"what happened?"

"Ok?"

The guests became commotion, and the security guard quickly turned on all the lights...

"Ah-"

The horrified screams of the ladies filled the venue, and a 50-year-old man fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, convulsing all over his body, suspected of being poisoned.

Speaking of which, the sponsor of this charity gala is the Chu Group, so the people who came here were all celebrities from all walks of life. This sudden murder must have caused a wave of enthusiasm in the media.

The man in the dark blue suit came out of the lounge, his steps were steady, with innate nobility and composure, he had a handsome face, a quarter of British blood, with three-dimensional features Delicate, light brown pupils are deep and charming, as if a whirlpool wants to suck people in tightly.

He calmly passed through the panic-stricken celebrities from all walks of life and came to the stage, his tone of tone was majestic: "Everyone who is close to the deceased, please take three steps back, and keep quiet in the audience."

Under his order, everyone retreated in an orderly manner. In less than 10 minutes, people from the Metropolitan Police Department and the Procuratorate Technical Department of the Procuratorate came to the scene.

"Brother Chu, are you there?"

A young man in the uniform of the procuratorate walked over. His eyes were as clear and bright as reindeer, and there was always a friendly smile on his lips. His skin was wheat-colored without blemishes, and his outline was sharp. It can be seen faintly under the official's uniform that he is the adopted son of Zuo Qiujie, the director of the Police Department, Zuo Qiuyang.

"Ah."

The man neatly put on his white gloves and began to search the scene.

Zuoqiu stuck out his tongue. He was not surprised by the other party's indifferent response. He, senior brother Chu Cheng, is the head of the Forensic Technology Department of the Procuratorate. He has led a team of them to search the murder scene for many years. He is meticulous but indifferent. Don't show mercy.Brother Chu Cheng was on vacation today, and he didn't expect to see him at the scene of the murder.

"Chu Cheng, how about the search?" Jia Xiao, Chief Inspector of the Serious Crime Squad, walked to Chu Cheng.

"It's almost there, and I'll leave the rest to you." Chu Cheng still had no emotion on his face. He handed over several evidence bags in his hand to others and took off his rubber gloves.

"Then we'll take the team back." Zuoqiu Yang ran over and said.

"Okay." Chu Cheng looked at his watch, "You guys are busy, I'll take a step first." After finishing speaking, he left the venue without hesitation.

The tall and straight figure carries a trace of unknown fragility.

*****

Chu House is a typical white garden villa with a Gothic style. There is a large area of ​​neat gardening in front of the door. There is a garden behind the four-storey attic with various flowers and plants. It is the best place to spend leisure time in the afternoon.

Entering the gate is a spacious and bright corridor with red soft carpets on the floor. There are a total of [-] medieval European paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor, all of which were collected by Chu Cheng's grandmother.At the end of the corridor is a spiral staircase on the left, and next to the staircase is the main entrance of the hall.The floor of the hall is made of white glazed stone, which is translucent, and the center is covered with a silk carpet, which is elegant and luxurious. The four large open windows are exquisitely carved, and the sunlight refracts brightly.

There was a couple sitting on that sofa. The man was Chu Cheng's father, Chu You. He was a handsome Chinese-English mixed race, and the years hadn't left any marks on his face. His facial features were somewhat similar to Chu Cheng's. There is a bit of businessman's shrewdness and maturity in the room, but it does not have Chu Cheng's indifference.

Sitting next to Chu You is Chu Cheng's mother Fu Shui, a famous lady, with a silver ruffled tube top dress that is noble and soft, with slightly curly hair coiled up, leaving a few strands hanging down to her shoulders, slightly covering the snow-white skin.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Chu Cheng walked over, showing a faint smile.

"Wang Wang Wang!!"

A snow-white Samoyed shook its head and tail, roared excitedly and jumped on Chu Cheng, making some coquettish purrs.

"Little." Chu Cheng squatted down and touched the dog's head, and gave an affectionate bark.

The little Samoyed stood up even more excitedly, hooking Chu Cheng's neck with his front paws, and resting his fluffy head on Chu Cheng's shoulder, like a child hugging and acting like a baby.

"Brother, you're back." Chu Jing sat between Chu You and Fu Shui without restraint, and looked at Chu Cheng with a smile.

Chu Jing is Chu Cheng's biological younger brother, a few years younger than Chu Cheng, unlike Chu Cheng's cold as ice, but lively and cheerful like a little devil.Speaking of which, Chu Jing has just returned from studying abroad. She is young but has a keen business intuition. Now she is managing the family business with Chu You. Naturally, she has inherited the good genes of the Chu family and is handsome.

"Dad, I can't reveal too much about tonight's affairs." Chu Cheng also sat on the sofa and said strictly.

"I know this. It's just that the dead person is unfamiliar to me. I guess it's not someone I know in the world." Chu You frowned slightly.

"Tonight is a charity party in the world, shouldn't the people who come here be people who are familiar with Dad?" Chu Cheng asked doubtfully.

"Not necessarily, because it's a charity gala, I didn't limit the number of participants, it's just that the guests have to register." Chu You said.

"Okay, I'll take care of it." Chu Cheng's expression didn't change.

"Cheng'er, Mom will make you something to eat later, you haven't eaten tonight, what do you want to eat?" Fu Shui asked with concern.

"It's all right, I'll go back to my room first." Chu Cheng forced a smile, and went upstairs to his room after speaking.

"Brother is still like this." Chu Jing pursed her lips and sighed.

"Cheng'er doesn't know how to vent, and I keep it in my heart. I'm worried that one day it will explode and I won't be able to deal with it." Fu Shui also said helplessly.

"He will come out." Chu You said confidently.

"That's right, brother will get better." Chu Jing said firmly, taking Fu Shui on his arm.

****

The style of Chu Cheng's room is completely different from that of this European-style mansion. This room is classically decorated, mostly decorated with wood, and the precious velvet carpet covers the entire floor, which is extremely soft to step on.

Two years have passed, but everything in the room is still the same as the two people lived together.

He fell on the bed exhausted without even turning on the light, his nerves relaxed after a day of tension, and the cold and handsome face showed a bit of indescribable loneliness and sadness.Whenever in the dead of night, lying quietly on the bed like this, as if he could feel that the person had never left him, maybe he had gone mad, Chu Cheng smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, there was a vibration from the mobile phone, and the incoming call display on the screen was "Huang Taoyue".

Chu Cheng's face was calm, even though the caller was the chief prosecutor of their procuratorate, he pressed "hang up" neatly and closed his eyes to rest.After 10 minutes, the phone vibrated again, and the caller ID was still "Huang Taoyue". Chu Cheng frowned and answered it directly.

"Chu Cheng, today's case is a bit tricky..."

"I'm on vacation." Chu Cheng interrupted coldly.

"The deceased Zhang Yimou was the director of the financial department of Lixin Group. I hope you can return from your leave."

Chu Cheng quickly analyzed the situation in his mind. This Lixin Group is a large group. It is really intriguing that the director of the financial department of the group was killed. He pressed his temple and said helplessly: "I see, the inspection and on-site report will be handed over to Zuoqiu Yang, I'll be back the day after tomorrow."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Cheng dialed again, and after a few beeps, he picked up the phone and said, "Brother, what's the matter?"

It was Zuoqiu Yang.

"Zhang Yimou's on-site report is written by you, and I hope to see this report on my desktop in two days." Chu Cheng confessed lightly.

"Okay, I won't let my brother down."

"En." Chu Cheng agreed and hung up the phone.

"Cheng'er, eat something." Fu Shui's soft and comfortable voice came from far to near.

"Okay, mom, go to sleep." Chu took over the tray.

"It's very late, take a shower and sleep quickly, don't be tired." Fu Shui warned, and left the room after speaking.

Chu Cheng lay down on the bed again, his eyes fell on a photo frame on the desk, his indifferent eyes became tender and deep.The person in the photo is handsome and handsome, with proud eyebrows, ruddy lips, fair skin, and handsome and slightly soft facial features.

He caressed the person in the photo, and the indifference of the day collapsed in an instant, pouring out deep love and sadness.

"Muyin...I miss you so much..."

In the silent night, people who are as cold as a snow mountain are full of sorrow.

Two days later, the Procuratorate.

In the solemn lobby, leather shoes rub against the bright floor, with inherent solemnity and tension. The ruthless man is dressed in a black suit. The ordinary prosecutor's uniform is worn on him, but it shows extraordinary delicacy and dignity.There were people who greeted Chu Cheng along the way. Although he was not very friendly, his good upbringing made him nod politely one by one.

"Boss is finally back." A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses said in surprise.

"Qiu Yi, is what you said true...boss!"

"Boss! I haven't seen you for two days, I miss you so much!!"

A man like Chu Cheng who is handsome, rich and capable is naturally the object of admiration in the procuratorate, but because of his character of rejecting others thousands of miles away, no woman dares to pursue him openly.

"Brother, it's great that you're back, we're almost exhausted." Zuoqiu Yang raised a big smile and walked quickly to Chu Cheng's side.

"Has the on-site report been completed?" Chu Cheng's handsome face was still cold, and there was no wave on his ice sculpture-like face.

"Well, it's on the senior brother's desk." Zuoqiu Yang said with a smile, blinking at Chu Cheng with big eyes.

"Okay, take all the evidence and materials of Zhang Yimou's case and come with me to the office." After Chu Cheng gave the order, he turned and walked to the innermost office. As soon as he arrived at the door of the office, he added abruptly, "These two days Thank you for your hard work, mine at noon."

"yeah!"

"Good job, boss!"

"Boss is really cold on the outside and hot on the inside!"

Zuoqiu Yang took a pile of materials, walked happily and said, "I just said that senior brother is a good person, and I really like senior brother more and more."

"You also like the boss? You are a man, don't scare us." A simple woman teased.

"If Xiao Yang really likes men, I don't know how many girls will be heartbroken!" Qiu Yi pushed his glasses and said

"Sister Lihua, don't get me wrong, I'm talking about worship." Zuoqiu Yang said with some embarrassment.

"Hey, speaking of this," Zhou Lihua sat on the chair and turned sideways, "What kind of girl does Xiao Yang like, I can introduce you to my sister. The girls in the procuratorate are all older than you, so I'm afraid none of them are suitable."

Zuoqiu Yang looked at Zhou Lihua and Qiu Yi in confusion, and said, "I don't know... just listen to Dad."

"Oh, how old are you, you still listen to your father!" Zhou Lihua teased. "Xiao Yang is so cute."

"Hehe, Lihua, don't talk nonsense. Who is Xiaoyang's father? How could his son be disobedient?" Qiu Yi looked pointedly.

"Okay, let him in quickly, it's not good to keep the boss waiting." Lihua smiled.

"Ah."

Inside the office.

Chu Cheng meticulously flipped through Zuo Qiuyang's on-site report. Zuo Qiuyang had been in the procuratorate for a year, and this was the first time he asked him to write an on-site report.Speaking of which, he remembered that Zuoqiu Yang was his younger brother in college, when he was a junior in college, Zuo Qiuyang seemed to be a freshman, although he only studied there for one year, he had a good impression of Zuoqiu Yang.

Zuoqiu Yang stood in front of Chu Cheng very nervously. He had the lowest seniority in the department. Although he had assisted others in the department to handle cases many times before, this was the first time he took on a case alone. Two days is not much time. Well, to say the least, I stayed up all night last night to write out my most satisfying report.Even if he is true to what people say, his father is the chief of the Metropolitan Police Department, and his family's backing is extremely strong, so he doesn't have to work hard here, but he doesn't want to use this as a stepping stone. I hope that I can do this job well through my own efforts.

"It's okay." Chu admitted to comment seriously, while writing and drawing on it, "There are still some ideas of mine on it, you can refer to it." He couldn't see any joy or anger, and neatly sorted out the documents and handed them over to Zuoqiu Yang.

"Okay." Zuo Qiuyang lowered his head, tidying up the documents in frustration.

Chu Cheng glanced at Zuoqiu Yang, and while processing the trivial documents for the past two days, he said: "You have done a good job, keep working hard."

"Really?" Zuoqiu Yang raised his head, instantly bursting with energy.

"Well, give me the on-site report after changing it in the afternoon." Chu Cheng looked at his watch and said, "Also help me inform Qiu Yi and Zhou Lihua to come with me to the laboratory in an hour."

"Thank you, senior brother!" Zuoqiu Yang was elated, smiling, and politely said some of them, then jumped out of the office.

Before you know it, a busy day has passed.

The entire department had already left, and the simple office was still brightly lit in the darkness, with a faint yellow light shining from the room.

That little light seemed to be the corner of the stars in the dark night.

There was an uninterrupted sound of keyboards in the room, with some boring emotions.

Today is September seventeenth.

Chu Cheng pursed his lips tightly and tapped on the keyboard like a machine. For two whole years, even if he refused to admit it, he couldn't calm him down today.

The phone rang suddenly, and he resumed his usual alienation and indifference, and slowly picked up the phone.

"Brother, haven't you come yet? We are all waiting for you." On the other end of the phone was Zuoqiu Yang's excited voice, as well as other people's noisy party.

"Right away." Chu Cheng responded calmly.

"Okay, brother, come quickly."

"it is good."

"I brought a friend over, senior brother, come quickly and let me introduce you."

"Ah."

He hung up the phone but couldn't help opening the photo album, flipping through the memories of him and Mu Yin one by one.

"To this day, you have been away from me for two full years." Chu Cheng stared at the person on the screen, and whispered softly containing many unknown heartaches.

A person's life is a straight line, and the interlacing of people is the entanglement of the lines. Maybe someone has reached the end, or maybe someone has just started. When countless lines that are destined to intersect really intertwine, the world becomes a huge net. That haste and leisurely.

People and people walking in this network do not know that this false dream has just begun.