Strangers

you? "

"Okay." Ding Li hung up the phone, his arms hanging down on his chest.

Then he closed his eyes.

In the boundless darkness, he stepped in barefoot.

The red lasers spread out in an instant, criss-crossing silently under the feet, forming a grid, or in other words, a piece of ground.

There was no end in front and no limit behind. He didn't know where this was, so he took a few steps tentatively.

Then run...

There are no reference objects around, only the grid is retreating under his feet. He speeds up the pace, and the grid retreats faster and faster. Looking around, the deformation caused by parallax makes the earth a spherical surface.

The ball rolls underfoot, and a hamster gallops in place in a circle.

Realizing the futility of it all, he finally stopped, panting on his knees, and began to realize that he was in a dream.

Export, export.Ding Li looked around, and suddenly raised his head in a flash of inspiration.

There was still boundless darkness above his head, but he told himself that the exit was there, so a little white light gradually appeared directly above, like a hole in black paper pierced by a toothpick.

Then came a sharp pain in the chest.

Ding Li lowered his head, and found two sharp objects protruding slowly from the bruise on his chest.

Shaking each other, there are two long ears, then the head, and then the whole body...

a rabbit.

Cyan bunny.

Before he could regain his composure, there was a sudden push on his chest, and the rabbit jumped to the ground, and then stepped on the air step by step towards the sky without looking back.Ding Li's heart brightened and he was about to follow, when he heard commotion around him, the grid under his feet turned into a hole at some point, and countless strange blue and purple rabbits came out from the ground, followed the first one and jumped up the stairs. , scrambling to be the first, rushing like a tide, swarming and trampling.Suddenly one of them was squeezed out of the edge, and suddenly fell down, with a crash like broken glass!Break the rabbit group on the ground into an empty circle.

He stepped forward and saw that the one who fell to his death was a rabbit, and it was obviously a person.

At this time, he woke up.

Don't think about a pink elephant, hypnotists say.

But when a pink elephant was already standing there alive, the only thing he could do was try to move it away.

Ding Li stood at the door of the third brigade of the traffic police, Wei Yuanyang ran out waving his hands, and simply greeted the two of them to go upstairs.

"I asked about that accident for you." Wei Yuanyang led the way, "It happened around 11:5 a.m. on November 1th at the intersection of Heping Road and Mingguang Road. The motorcycle involved in the accident was driving without a license. Just stop and hit someone."

"Is it a normal traffic accident?" Ding Li asked.

"Traffic accidents are not normal."

"I mean is there anything weird about it?"

"No, what's wrong?"

Ding Li stopped on the landing and took two steps to the side: "I had rescued the patient that night, and I had some conflicts with the family members. Afterwards, I found a bruise on the right chest. There was no major problem after the examination, but after so many days It's not showing signs of subsiding, and it's still hurting a little bit, so I suspect..."

"Understood." Wei Yuanyang nodded, "Just wait, I'll go check it out for you, and I'll definitely find the guy who hit someone."

"No." Ding Li stopped him, "I suspect that this is not an ordinary injury, but because of a monster."

"What?" Wei Yuanyang opened his mouth wide, "You said the guy who beat you was a monster?"

Several people around squinted at him at the same time.

Ding Li coughed: "Of course not, it's just that I think it's a little strange, so I want to investigate a little bit."

"You don't have to think about it, hurry up and find Lao Qi!" Wei Yuanyang immediately made a move, "Isn't he a specialist in monster identification? He's as accurate as Sun Houzi!"

"I can't find him." Ding Li muffled.

"This guy is really outrageous!" Wei Yuanyang condemned angrily, "How can you say he is like this, he ran to Shanghai and left you at home alone."

"Qi Xie and I are just ordinary friends, not a couple!" Ding Li was so serious and seemed a little annoyed.

Wei Yuanyang was stunned for a moment, entered the office twice, and stopped mentioning the matter: "That accident was handled by a colleague of mine, you can ask him directly if you have any questions, hey Xiaoge, come here."

A young traffic policeman stepped forward: "Brother Yangzi, what's the matter?"

"This is my brother, surnamed Ding, a doctor from the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University." Wei Yuanyang introduced, "He rescued the injured in the accident in the early morning of the [-]th. Now I want to ask you for some information."

"Hello, Doctor Ding!" Xiaoge shook hands enthusiastically, "What do you want to know?"

Ding Li considered his words: "I want to ask if there was anything unreasonable or bizarre about that car accident?"

"Strange?" Xiaoge didn't understand.

"It's the place that seems to violate materialism." Wei Yuanyang helped explain.

Xiao Ge blinked his eyes: "Brother Yangzi, don't tease me. I was the worst in Ma Philosophy back then. I failed the make-up exam twice before I passed it!"

Wei Yuanyang thought for a while and asked, "You seem to believe in Buddhism."

"A bit."

"Then it's easy to handle." Wei Yuanyang hugged his shoulders, pinched his waist and said in a low voice, "We want to ask if there is anything wrong with that accident."

"Xiaomen...?" Xiao Ge frowned and recalled, "If you want to talk about Ximen...it seems that a few witnesses heard the deceased before he was about to faint, and kept reading the mobile phone number. They thought it belonged to a family member, so they Call them for help, but the results are wrong."

"What is 'all'?" Wei Yuanyang grasped the key.

"The deceased was already unconscious at the time, and the number was reported upside down. Passers-by tried while guessing, either the number was empty or the phone was shut down."

"Are those numbers still there?" Wei Yuanyang asked.

Xiaoge took out his work diary and flipped through it: "These are the six numbers."

Swish.

Sitting at Wei Yuanyang's desk, Ding Li put down his phone and crossed out the sixth string of numbers.

"Can't get through?" Wei Yuanyang asked.

"Yeah." Ding Li nodded, "Could it be that the order of the six numbers is wrong, the deceased read other combinations, such as..."

He picked up his pen, rearranged the eleven numbers, and made a long list.

Wei Yuanyang moved the phones on the table and dialed them one by one: "Hello, this is the third brigade of the traffic police. Do you know Deng Guoping?"

"I don't know," said one.

"It seems not." Another said.

"How can there be Deng Guoping, I don't know!" The other side was impatient.

"Excuse me." Wei Yuanyang pressed the on-hook spring to dial the next number. He did not know how many times he repeated, "Hello, this is from the traffic police team. Do you know Deng Guoping?"

"This is the criminal police team, what do you say!"

Wei Yuanyang was taken aback: "Interpol team?"

"That's right, what are you doing on the phone!" The person on the other side had a bad attitude.

"Look for someone!" Wei Yuanyang was confident, "A man named Deng Guoping had an accident in the early morning of the [-]th, and he reported this number before he died."

"Then you should come here in person." The other party was about to hang up after finishing speaking.

"Wait, how many teams are you!" Wei Yuanyang hurriedly stopped.

"How many brigades? Your ears are covered with mud! I can't even hear my voice! If you want to come, come quickly, if you don't come, I'll be off work!"

Hang up beeping.

Ding Li looked at Wei Yuanyang: "You know him?"

"I know." Wei Yuanyang threw the microphone, "It's in my dormitory."

Interpol Fifth Brigade, Forensic Medicine Division.

Lei Ting was reading a novel with his legs shaking, when he raised his eyes to glance at the visitor, he suddenly let out a cry.

"Isn't that who?" Forensic Lei pointed, "Ding Ding Ding—Ding Li!"

The other party blinked, with a question mark on his face.

"Don't remember? I'm Lei Ting!" He dropped the novel and stood up, "He was a medical examiner at Jiaotong University, and we took classes together! You seem to have gone to Xiehe later, how was it? I haven't seen where to make a fortune in these years Woolen cloth?"

"Not rich, the Department of Cardiac Surgery of the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University." Ding Li shook hands to cover up his face blindness, "You work as a forensic doctor here?"

"I can't deal with the living, so I can only kill the dead." Lei Ting withdrew his hand, turned around and wiped it on the towel.

Just such a movement made Ding Li instantly think of who he is: serious cleanliness, bad temper, captain of the college football team, first-class scholarship winner, was caught as a gunman in the fifth year of college, had a fight with the invigilator, and became one of them. The only graduate of that class.

"This is the number you called just now." Lei Ting cut off the memory and handed over a broken mobile phone.

"Where is the owner?" Wei Yuanyang asked.

"It's lying next door." Lei Ting flicked his thumb, "He Yong, male, 52 years old, was found dead in the bushes under the viaduct by the cleaners the morning before yesterday. Skull fracture, head contusion, cervical vertebrae 3 and 4 , 5 vertebral fractures, comminuted fractures of the right clavicle, fractures of the 7th and 8th ribs, alcohol smell in the mouth, no symptoms of poisoning and no fatal injuries other than falling injuries, the cause of death was determined to be severe traumatic brain injury caused by falling from a high altitude."

Wei Yuanyang was very speechless: "Did you just say that those who fall to death will lose a piece of meat?"

Lei Ting snorted, "That makes me look unprofessional."

"Can I have a look at the corpse?" Ding Li asked.

"Why, do you want to change careers?" Lei Tingle tilted his head, "This way."

☆、Six degrees of separation

In the spacious morgue, the fluorescent tubes jumped and turned on, illuminating the whole room in a cloudy blue. Lei Ting pulled out the large drawer of the freezer and peeled off the PVC bag.

A male corpse with his brain exploded.

Wei Yuanyang stood aside the whole time, watching the two men fiddling with the corpse without changing their expressions, and asked Lei Ting if he knew the reason why the deceased fell from the bridge.

"Surveillance shows that he climbed onto the bridge alone in the middle of the night with a bottle of wine in his hand. It was preliminarily deduced that he committed suicide," Lei Ting said.

"What does he have to do with Deng Guoping?" Wei Yuanyang covered his mouth and nose.

"You ask me who I ask, I am a forensic doctor and not a policeman." Lei Ting was puzzled, "You have two methods now: one is to find out Deng Guoping's social contacts and see if they know of He Yong. Conversely, let’s see if He Yong knows Deng Guoping.”

"Aren't you talking nonsense!" Wei Yuanyang choked back, "I was just asking you how to contact the people at He Yong's side."

"Did you ask? Did you ask! Is this what you asked just now!" Lei Ting was merciless.

"Okay, okay, I can't say no to you." Wei Yuanyang waved his hands to truce.

"The dog bit Lu Dongbin!" Lei Ting muttered.

"A hairy mouth!" Wei Yuanyang answered.

Lei Ting kicked him: "Go find Deputy Captain Guo, he is in charge of this case."

Wei Yuanyang went out honestly.

"Show me your injury." Lei Ting pulled the body bag tightly.

"Me?" Ding Li stopped.

"Just you." Lei Ting closed the refrigerator and took off the disposable gloves.

Ding Li hesitated for a moment and lifted his shirt, and just as the opponent's hand touched the bruise, he hissed in pain.

"No way, it's quite a typical soft tissue contusion." Lei Ting pressed twice more unconvinced, "Are you suffering from hysterical pain? Have you suffered from insomnia, dreaminess, anxiety and depression recently?"

"I'm not depressed." Ding Li quickly pulled off his clothes and ended the rough palpation.

"I said you just have such a good temper!" Lei Ting snorted, "If it were me, I would definitely give that bitch a beating on the spot, and make sure you feel refreshed and sleep soundly!"

"Forget it, after all, my brother died at my hands."

"What does it mean to die at your hands! That man died in a car accident, so why are you taking credit from the driver who caused the accident?" Lei Ting leaned back on the autopsy table, took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and threw it to him.

"Thanks." Ding Li took out one.

Lei Ting lit the lighter for the two of them, and suddenly said: "You didn't seem to smoke when you were in college."

Ding Li was a little surprised: "How do you know?"

"Why don't you know." Lei Tingha took a puff of smoke, "I'm in the same class as Xue Mingxi, and I saw you waiting outside for her to finish class before. At that time, I thought why this buddy and others don't smoke, and they definitely don't."

"You and Mingxi are in the same class?" Ding Li said with a smile, "The world is really small."

"Oh, yes! The novel I just read talked about the 'small world theory', saying that there are at most five people who have personal relationships between you and any stranger, which is also called the theory of six degrees of separation."

"How?" Ding Li asked excitedly.

Lei Ting took a puff of cigarette and recalled: "The story tells that a perverted professor of sociology was full of food and designed a murder relay game. He first kidnapped a child at random, and sent an anonymous letter to his home saying, 'this It's my revenge', the child's father pondered for a long time, thinking that a colleague did it, and strangled him to death. Then the professor sent a letter to the colleague's girlfriend and wrote, "This is mine. Revenge', the girlfriend was so angry on the spot, she decided that the murderer was her ex-boyfriend of the gangster, turned around and killed him! Then the boss of the gangster received the letter, thought it was the enemy who was looking for trouble, and took a gun to kill him! Adversary His two sons guessed wrong again, thinking that the secretary of the municipal party committee was trying to protect himself, so they planned to assassinate his family. On the night of the incident, the professor went to watch, and when he was watching with the binoculars, his lower back suddenly felt cold, and he was actually stabbed Yes! He looked back and saw his student behind him, holding a knife in his hand, and said: This is my revenge too."

Ding Li flicked off the cigarette ash, and asked with interest: "Did this go around and return to himself?"

"That's right." Lei Ting took a puff of cigarette, "I'm giving you a spoiler, it's a mystery novel, and the story begins with the death of the professor. The detectives received the report, first checked his students, and found The matter was not over yet, so I chased them back one by one, and finally found a woman, she confessed that she thought her son had been killed before, and deduced that it was the neighbor downstairs who did it, so she poisoned her to death in a fit of anger."

"Is the child not dead?" Ding Li asked.

"No, the professor pursued bloodless weapons, and released his father after he finished killing people. In the end, because it was an indiscriminate kidnapping, the detective couldn't find the mastermind behind the scenes, and lamented a lot of truth and justice. Only readers know this The Second Forced Black Hand hangs up right after the beginning of the chapter."

Ding Li nodded clearly: "So the kidnapping of the professor actually started two chains of revenge, one is from the father of the child, and the other is from the mother of the child. The professor only focuses on the serial killings on the first line, but he doesn't know I am at the end of another chain."

"That's right! I thought this story was really amazing!" Lei Ting pinched his cigarette butt, "The chapters in "Three Cities" that are separated by six degrees, you can read them if you have nothing to do."

As soon as the words fell, the person separating him and Xie Yu appeared.

"The relationship between He and Deng has been found!" Wei Yuanyang rushed in excitedly, "This He Yong was set by the casino, and Deng Guoping invested 20 yuan in it. Later, He also bet on it and lost all of it." Paw the money, and jump off the bridge to commit suicide in fear of being chased by debtors."

"I said." Lei Ting said happily, "Before he died, he still couldn't forget his mobile phone number. Either he was his first love or he was a creditor."

"Could Deng Guoping's death be murder?" Ding Li said to himself facing the dissection table.

"Probably not." Wei Yuanyang replied, "The driver who caused the accident has already been dealt with, and it is an ordinary traffic accident."

Ding Li didn't say a word, and took his last puff of cigarette.

Walking out of the criminal police team, a gust of cold wind blew in front of him, and he couldn't help tightening his collar.

Coincidence, three coincidences?On the noisy street, he put his hands in his jacket pockets and counted the passing streetlights.

In the first light, both of them died.

In the second, they all had large bruises on their chests.

The third lamp, at the same time as it touched the corpse's chest just now, the bruise on the same part... also felt a dull pain.

Exhaling a breath of white air, he walked to the side of the street in two steps and raised his hand to hail a night taxi.

"Eight!"

"I'll tell you eight things."

"Touch yourself!—His/grandma/grandma/'s, get rich."

"Get rich, nine tubes."

"And." A piece of mahjong was poured on the table.

"Fuck, I'm so unlucky! I've urinated." The dealer pushed the cards and stood up, squeezed past two mahjong tables, and found a person looking outside the door, "Who are you looking for?"

"Look for He Yong's family." The man at the door said.

The dealer looked him up and down: "What is it?"

"From the Fifth Brigade of the Municipal Criminal Police." Ding Li's rough voice was full of confidence.

The dealer immediately coughed without confidence, shrank his shy belly just now, turned his head and shouted loudly: "Sister He! Someone is looking for you!"

"Who is it!" Accompanied by the clattering mahjong sound, came a hoarse and shrill female voice.

The dealer hesitated for a second: "Police!"

The sound of numbness inside stopped immediately, and it didn't take long for it to sound again, and then a woman came out: her face was sallow, her hair was dry, and a pair of faded tattooed eyebrows were wrinkled.

"Are you He Yong's family?" Ding Li deliberately omitted the polite words.

"Hey." Sister He responded in a low voice, "What else is there for the police comrades?"

"There are some things we want to know more about." Ding Li said, "Before and after He Yong passed away, did anyone else die around him?"

Sister He took a breath in surprise: "It seems that there is no such thing."

"Recall it carefully." Ding Li imitated Wei Yuanyang's tone.

Sister He slowly shook her head in embarrassment, and then paused: "It seems that there is a woman who used to work in the same company as him, and later partnered in business, and died of cerebral hemorrhage last month."

"What's your name? Is there any contact information?" Ding Li took out his notebook and pen in a vague manner.

"It's called Chen Hong." Sister He said.

"What is Chen Hong! His name is Zhang Chenghong, if he succeeds, he will be the rainbow of the rainbow!" The man said just now as he pulled up his trousers as he came out of the toilet.

"You know her?" Ding Li asked quickly.

"I don't know any area in the East City?" The man put on his belt, "She lives in Jinwan Community, the first building is the one you enter from the East Gate."

Ding Li wrote down the address: "Thank you for your cooperation."

"Comrade policeman, I want to consult." Sister He suddenly asked, "My brother is dead, do I have to pay back the debts he owes outside?"

Ding Li quickly recalled the common scene in the ward: "It depends on the specific situation. If he has an inheritance, the heirs will pay it back. If it is a debt after marriage, the wife is also obliged to pay it back."

"That has nothing to do with me, right?" Sister He said worriedly.

"Not if you didn't inherit his legacy."

"Oh, that's good..." She let out a long sigh of relief, and finally there was a trace of sadness in her eyes about the death of a loved one.

"I'm done asking, you should be busy." Ding Li said in a low voice.

Sister He responded, and her figure melted into the smoky card table again.

After going downstairs, Ding Li pulled away the taxi waiting on the side of the road, said something to the master and closed the notebook.

When it was opened again, it was already filled with investigation information:

Deng Guoping, male, 41 years old, chef; died in a car accident on November 11; creditor of He Yong.There are bruises on the chest.

He Yong, male, 52 years old, unemployed; died on November 11, falling from a bridge; debtor of Deng Guoping, former business partner of Zhang Chenghong.There is a bruise on the right side of the chest.

Zhang Chenghong, female, 57 years old; chairman of a certain hardware factory, died of cerebral hemorrhage on October 10; former business partner of He Yong, VIP member of a beauty and body center.Cremation of the body is no longer possible.

Xu Hu, male, 21 years old, stockist of a beauty and body center; died on September 9, from alcohol poisoning; had contact with Zhang at work.Colleagues claimed to have seen bruises on his forehead.

——Names, jobs, causes of death, and arrows linking their relationship.

Going back from Deng Guoping, four dead were identified in just two days, and three of them had bruises on their bodies.

Is this a coincidence, or is it inevitable?

Ding Li thought, and knocked on the cheap apartment that Xu Hu rented before his death.

☆, hang around

Ding Li waited in the corridor for more than five minutes, but no one answered the door.

"What's the knock in the early morning, and it keeps people from sleeping." The neighbor poked his head out of the house and complained. It was a man yawning.

"Sorry." Ding Li thought it was just right, and asked him, "Is there no one living here?"

"It's long gone." The neighbor rubbed his neck, "This house was originally rented by two young people. Later, one of them drank to death, and the other moved out because he thought it was bad luck."

Ding Li had a good idea: "Is there any abnormal situation before and after the death of that Xu Hu?"

"Yes." The neighbor replied, "The wild dogs downstairs barked very happily in those few days, like wolves."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a loud bang, and two washbasins were thrown out from the other end of the corridor. Ding Li followed the sound and saw a hunchbacked old woman cleaning the house.

"Hey, what are you doing so early in the morning!" The neighbor stretched his neck and shouted.

"It's early in the morning? It's almost eleven o'clock and it's early in the morning?" The old woman said in a voice with gaping teeth, throwing clothes out while the neighbor stepped forward and picked up a shirt: "What is this? Don’t you want any good clothes?”

"You want it, you take it!" The old woman said angrily, "You little bastard! You don't have eyes!"

The neighbor was puzzled: "Why are you swearing!"

"I didn't scold you!" The old lady threw out a stack of waste newspapers, "This little bastard surnamed Dou ran away without paying my rent for half a year! I won't throw his stuff at anyone else!"

After all, a rancid smell rushed towards my face. It was an instant noodle bowl with soup, green mold floating on it, and a dead cockroach.Ding Li looked into the house. The small room was extremely messy. Lunch boxes, socks, and empty mineral water bottles were strewn about. There were a few short-sleeved T-shirts hanging outside the window, which had faded from the sun.

"Did the tenant leave in the summer?" Ding Li glanced sideways at the newspaper spread out on the coffee table, the date was August 8.

"Ghost knows." The old woman was annoyed, "Anyway, I come here every month to collect the money and he's not here. I opened the door a few days ago and took a look. Good guy, he's already gone!"

"When was the last time you saw him?"

"Mid-August." The old lady picked up the old magazines and threw them out.

"Wait a minute." Ding Li stopped her, and took out a blue soft bound copybook from inside.

Neighbors came up to watch: "There are still people writing diaries these days? It's rare."

Ding Li flipped through the book. It was signed by Dou Wenjie, and the content started from Christmas last year. It doesn't count as a diary, but it was just a daily record of his love for a girl.The girl didn't know her name, but she was only called Xiaowei. From the contents of the diary, it can be inferred that she was the daughter of the restaurant owner who worked for him. Like him, she was studying at a key university in other places.Dou Wenjie felt that he was not worthy of her, so he could only confide his emotions and fantasies towards her in his diary, some related to sex, some were pure longing, and the last one wrote that he found a part-time job that made a lot of money, so he made up his mind , if Xiaowei can make a good appearance before graduation, he will buy a diamond ring and propose to her.

The inscription of the diary is August 8.

"He may have had an accident." Ding Li looked around the scene in the house, "Dirty socks were soaked before they had time to wash, and the clothes were hung outside to dry. I think this book is very important to him, and it won't be left behind when someone leaves. here."

"Could it be that he died too?" The neighbor scratched his belly, "Tsk tsk, it seems that the feng shui of this building is really bad."

"This has nothing to do with Feng Shui." Ding Li asked, "Grandma, the last time you saw Dou Wenjie, did you see any bruises on his body?"

The old lady thought that the tenant might have had an accident, so her attitude was better than before: "It seems that there are no bruises."

"Are you sure?" Ding Li asked.

"It was almost half a year ago, who still remembers."

"And do you have any clues as to his disappearance?"

"I don't know about him, so I come here to collect rent in the middle of every month."

Ding Li searched around the small house, and fixed his eyes on a stack of order cards on the bedside table, with the words "Food is Xianfanzhuang" printed on it, followed the address to find that it was the meal time, and the female clerk at the door greeted him warmly Go in and sit.

"No need." Ding Li pretended to be a policeman who was already familiar with the road, and claimed to be a criminal police team to find out about Dou Wenjie's situation.

The clerk was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong with Xiao Dou?"

"His landlord called the police and said he was missing." Ding Li continued to lie.

"Yeah." The clerk sighed, "One day he suddenly didn't come to work, I thought there was news."

"When did he disappear?"

"The end of August."

"Then did he mention where he was going or who he was going to meet?"

"No." The clerk said with a strange look on his face.

"What?" Ding Li noticed.

"As soon as you said it, I remembered it. At that time, Xiao Dou seemed to say that he found a part-time job and went to the University of Science and Technology of China to be a volunteer, helping those experts do experiments, and it cost several hundred yuan at a time."

Ding Li's heart brightened: "Which experts? What experiment?"

The clerk just shook his head: "He didn't say."

Walking down the steps in front of the hotel, Ding Li searched in his mind for a long time, and finally remembered that he had a junior high school classmate who worked at HKUST.I called him to check the situation. Previously, the Institute did recruit volunteers for psychology experiments. There was also a person named Dou Wenjie who signed up, but he was notified to come over after passing the physical examination, but there was no news from the other party.

Are the clues completely broken here...

Ding Li was sitting in the doctor's duty room with his cheeks resting on his back, and he drew a piece of draft paper to write and draw. The blue pen made circles, first two ellipses, then a small circle, and finally a large circle, waiting for him to return When I came to my senses, I found that it was in the shape of a rabbit.

Before he could think about anything, the bell rang suddenly, and Ding Li picked it up immediately, but the other party just dialed wrongly.

After hanging up, he looked at the silent phone, accidentally touched the screen with his thumb, and the address book was opened.

The first name is Ah Jing.

Ding Li lit a cigarette, unexpectedly he felt a sharp pain in his right chest just after taking half a puff.

The electrocardiogram in the ICU gradually returned to zero.

The old man's family members signed the agreement to give up the rescue, Ding Li nodded, and the nurse quietly removed all the instruments.

After filling out the death certificate and returning home from get off work, it was already 22:[-], there was rain on Beiling Road, and the usual mobile stalls disappeared, leaving only scattered facade signs and the red taillights of passing cars, which were reflected in different shades of large and small. in the puddles.

With a snap, the person hiding from the rain ran over, splashing mud on his trouser legs. Ding Li lifted the scarf around his neck and buried his nose in it.

"Hello." Suddenly there was a low voice.

He turned around, and behind him was a man in a black windbreaker, with his right hand in his pocket, his face was covered by a black umbrella, and only the raindrops fell on the umbrella cloth and rolled down quickly, forming a water curtain between them.

"You are Ding Li." Hei Fengyi asked, his voice tensed.

Relying on instinct, Ding Li immediately felt that the visitor was not kind: "No."

After finishing speaking, he saw the black windbreaker pull out his right hand, and raised a mobile phone so that the screen was at the same level as his face, and his eyes in the shadows looked left and right.

Ding Li realized instantly: This is comparing photos.

So he tightened his nerves and took a step back slowly.

Contrary to him, the movements of the black windbreaker were always calm and smooth. He first put the phone in his pocket, and then took it out, but it turned into a gun!

The metal is shiny, the silencer is round, and the thumb flipped the safety during the lifting process, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at his heart——

boom!

Ding Li lowered his head slowly, there were no bullet marks on his chest.

Only one livid rabbit died in a pool of blood at its feet.

Opening his eyes suddenly, he found himself lying on the bed in Zhiguai Zhai, there were no people in black around him, only the sound of rain outside the window.

It turned out to be a dream...

Ding Li stroked his chest to calm his heartbeat, and accidentally touched the bruise again, but unexpectedly found that it no longer hurt.He turned over in surprise, something seemed to be stuck behind his back, and when he turned his hand back, it turned out to be the mahogany bead.

Just as he was wondering, the bell rang, Ding Li took the phone, and it was another unknown number.

"Hello," he said.

"You're looking for me." The other side asked.

"Chen Jing?"

"Yes." Qi Xie said, "I'm in Yunnan, and Xiaotao said you need to find me."

Ding Li reached into his clothes and rubbed his chest, saying he was fine.

The other side smiled.

"What?" Ding Li asked.

"That thing is called 'linger'."

Ding Li was taken aback: "How do you know?"

"Nod and shake your head and tell me." Qi Xie explained, "The lingering comes from the resentment of the dead soul. It usually lives in the bruises of human beings, so that it cannot heal, so as to torture the host's body and mind, and wait for it to die. Then he engulfed his resentment and transferred it into the body of another injured person. In the heat of August this year, Dou Wenjie went swimming in the reservoir on a whim and drowned. Because of unfinished love and obsession, the resentment lingered in the rented room to dissolve Afterwards, as you can imagine, it was first transferred to Xu Hu, then found Zhang Chenghong through him, followed by He Yong and Deng Guoping, and finally got into the bruise on your chest."

Ding Li was silent for a moment: "What about the rabbit?"

"People who are haunted by lingering tend to have nightmares. Those are just your imaginations. If you want a more specific analysis, you can talk to a psychiatrist."

"No need." Ding Li said, "Is that lingering still in my body?"

"No, maybe it thinks you have no parasitic value, so it has been transferred to that old man."

Ding Li was taken aback: "You mean the patient in the ICU just now?"

"Yes." Qi Xiong said calmly.

Ding Li sighed softly, changed his hand holding the phone and hung the mahogany bead back around his neck: "Why did this bead suddenly disappear and reappear suddenly?"

"It's been on the bed all the time, but if you hang around and be afraid of it, you use a blindfold to cover your sight so that you can't find it."

"So..." Ding Li asked again in a low voice, "What are you doing in Yunnan?"

"On business trip."

"What's the matter?"

"The matter of Guixintang." Qi Xie briefly mentioned it.

"Did Boss Xun ask you to solve some other case?" Ding Li asked.

"You don't need to know." Qi Xie said forcefully.

Ding Li took a deep breath: "I care about you."

But in exchange for the other party's cold attitude: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

"That's fine." Ding Li said, "Is there anything else, I'll hang up."

"Hang up." The other side didn't miss it.

Ding Li frowned, pressed the screen heavily, dropped his phone and turned over to sleep.

The bruise on the chest healed quickly, and the nightmare about the rabbit never happened again, and everything seemed to be back on track.

In the cafeteria of the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University, Jiang Yan sat next to Dong Qiankun with a plate, and suddenly waved: "Weiwei, this way!"

Not far away, a female doctor came over.

She has a melon-seeded face, double eyelids, a soft smile, and beautiful long chestnut hair pinned up behind her head. On her badge is written: Chief Physician of Cardiovascular Medicine, Gu Youwei.

"Old Dong is here too." Gu Youwei put down the plate, and greeted Ding Li again, saying hello so mellow and gentle.

"You are also good." Ding Li, who was busy eating, took the time to nod his head.

"Tongtong was discharged from the hospital yesterday. Before leaving, I asked Uncle Ding why he didn't come to see her off." Gu Youwei said.

"I had surgery yesterday morning, so I couldn't go." Ding Li explained.

Gu Youwei smiled: "That's what I told her too, she said that when I come back to see you when I have time, she will speak like an adult."

"Oh...it's the most fulfilling time to be a doctor." Dong Qiankun rubbed his head and sighed.

Jiang Yan snorted: "You didn't cure Tongtong, so what are you proud of?"

"That's right." Old Dong patted the shoulder next to him, "Thanks to Ding Li and Dr. Gu's cooperation, one is outside and the other is inside, right?"

Ding Li lowered his head to eat and didn't speak.

"By the way, Weiwei, are you going to the movies?" Jiang Yan asked, "Old Dong and I drew four movie tickets online yesterday."

"What movie?" Gu Youwei asked.

"Horror movie, let's go together? It's after seven o'clock tonight."

Gu Youwei shook her head: "You two are dating, it's not good for me to be by the side."

"It's okay, there's one more." Dong Qiankun raised his eyebrows to the side.

"Ah?" Ding Li was taken aback.

"Ah what, it's settled like that, you are not allowed to go alone after work."

"Tonight I—"

"Why do you go to school at night?" Old Dong interrupted him, "Do you know what is called four youths? Cultured, idealized, organized, and disciplined. You see that your culture is no longer expected, and your ideals have long since disappeared. If you leave How will you mess around after you get organized?"

Ding Li corrected them solemnly: "Young people in Siyou are cultured, ideal, moral and disciplined. They have never been organized. Don't frame them."

"It doesn't matter." Dong Qiankun gave up on himself, "Anyway, if you don't go, our buddies will have nothing to do. You can choose for yourself!"

Ding Li closed his mouth